Tag Archives: grief

The Wound

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Okay is the New Great; What to Say to Grieving People


How Are You? – the king of all dreaded questions for greiving people. . You ask how I am and I say Okay and you furrow your brow and ask, What's wrong? And I know you don't really want to know that … Continue reading

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Please Accept My Eternal Damnation


An Open Letter to an Evangelical Christian Friend, Thank you for sharing your life with me. I enjoy the time we spend together and value your friendship. I sense your disappointment each time that I decline an invitation to visit … Continue reading

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Flying Lessons


When Arthur Cave (son of Nick Cave and Susie Bick) fell from a cliff in East Sussex and died, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I couldn’t stop feeling about it. Clearly this was none of my business. It felt ghoulish … Continue reading

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Cubicle Life


This is my cubicle. These are my mandala tapestries and that is my standing desk, which I will not be trading for a sitting desk any time soon ever. Those are pictures of J. and Mouse and Ashlie, the dogs, … Continue reading

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