My grandmothers are both in their 80’s. I got to spend time with both of them today, and I really appreciate that. They have both recently fallen, but still live their lives. They enjoy food and word games and people, even as memory fades, and they recognize less of the faces. Even as they know less about the current state of the world and have … Continue reading Our bodies will fail us all.
Our tribe lost it’s leader. This is the best way I can describe the collective loss of my father. It feels like I just saw him yesterday, but I miss him so very much. Time is in this weird place of holding on and moving forward. The passing of days does nothing to help, but remembering his kindness, and sharing it gives us something positive … Continue reading food is love, and other acts of kindness