2024 Grateful 43: Kanji and a history of loneliness
I’ve had a few conversations recently where I’ve interrupted myself to give assurances like: I’m not blaming you. This isn’t about you. I’m not saying
I’ve had a few conversations recently where I’ve interrupted myself to give assurances like: I’m not blaming you. This isn’t about you. I’m not saying
I’m on the road a lot these days. Driving the same loop. Day in. Day out. I know where the difficult turns are. The ones
Let me know you made it home. Text me when you get in. Be sure to call when you’re safely home. I say it time
I’ve been spending a lot of time in hospital lately. Visiting. Last week, it was to a six-bed ward where the chap in the next
Ash Wednesday. St Valentine’s Day. One is about fasting; the other is about feasting. Back in 2018 they fell on the same day and will
When someone I’ve just met asks me what I do, I have a hard time explaining it without using a litany of labels. We’re too
It seems like not a week passes but someone in the village dies. That’s what comes with living in a well-established community. There’s a cycle
In what seems like a vain attempt to understand the mentality that appears to be running rampant in some sections of Irish society and other
Trudy is dead, mam said. She died during the week. I was surprised that I was so surprised at the news. Trudy had been in
Once upon a time, I had a financial advisor. It seems like a million lifetimes ago. They had me do a risk profile and I