All This Joy, All This Sorrow
Monday, March 28, morning. It’s snowing as I write this. Big, fluffy flakes that arrive past the date of our northern hemisphere Spring equinox. I wonder if they know they won’t accumulate. If they did know, would their especially short lifespan would matter to them? I suspect not. Nature cycles despite our self-important desires and […]
Folliculi, Follicula
TEND and SAVOR “Why the hair is attached to the head it will not come out please respond to me in a video.” These were the first words Bink communicated to me today, shortly after she got up. I’ve answered this question—one of about six in the current sequence that makes up part of my […]
WHO WILL SING? Autism, Adulthood, and Home
WHO WILL SING? She gets older, this daughter of mine, as do I, and the heavy question behind each day, and woven now into each year: what about when I’m gone? She can’t live with you forever I’m told, and I know this to be true. Some of her peers, twenty-ish, thirty-ish, middle aged, […]