A Dream Demolished
There’s something about hearing that your parents’ house has been torn down that drives home the finality of their passing. Dad’s been gone for fifteen years, Mom for seven. An era of my time has vanished, too, held only in my memories, some of which make me cringe but many which warm my heart. My […]
How Not to Disappoint Others
For much of my life, I’ve modeled the behavior of the women who came before me––particularly, my mother, my aunt, and my grandmother. I’ve said, “yes” when I should have said, “no.” I’ve also come to understand that it’s okay to reconsider a former commitment. Changing my mind is okay.