The last several days have had moments where it felt like someone couldn’t decide if it was better to use a sledge hammer upon my head or an ice pick through my eyes so I did what I always do. I turned towards the person swinging the hammer and dared them to hit me harder.… Continue reading The Place Where The Illogical & Impractical Reside
Month: August 2018
When I See You Again
There is a teenage girl who looks at pictures of her father, reads the date and says, “’71 is a long time ago and that is not your entire life.” She flips through a few more photos, critiques pictures of her mother and dad, stops to say one of her cousin looks very much like… Continue reading When I See You Again
What If I Refuse To Say Kaddish
Can’t decide if I ought to send the stragglers to read What’s Up Doc or Things You Don’t Understand. They tell me there are stages of grief but I am not one to go in order or afraid to skip back and forth so I am in the two weeks ago I buried my dad… Continue reading What If I Refuse To Say Kaddish
Things You Don’t Understand
I told a boy who doesn’t like to hug me that I won’t make him but to remember these things are finite and there will come a day when all opportunities are gone. It happened not long after he watched me manhandle some heavy crap with relative ease. I caught him watching in a way… Continue reading Things You Don’t Understand
