I moved away from the coast almost two years ago. Sold the home that was a stone’s throw and a short bike ride from the ocean. I left the spot that hurricanes seemed most drawn to, moved far away, deep inland and still the hurricane found …
Tag: nonfiction
Dad, We Are Finally Free
Today is my father’s birthday. He would have been 88. He died on Independence Day a few years back. I don’t know how many years back, exactly, because my dad wasn’t the kind of guy you always wanted to remember. He was often the man I’ve …
It Happens Whenever It Happens
“She looks like the Dutch Boy. Do something.” Three sisters surrounded the fourth. I began fluffing my sister Fran’s hair with a brush in one hand and freezing the look with the hairspray held in the other. I was 16, she 28. I hadn’t the faintest …
The Jetties Aren’t Made For Yoga
The jetties are not made for yoga. Gargantuan boulders, some the size of a small car, stacked one on top of the other in impossible configurations. Rocks so large you know the stack won’t tumble, but with every step you still feel like there’s a chance. …
The Day I Forgot I Was Sick
It was the kind of warm evening you look forward to after such a long winter. Days of rain left the air sticky enough to remind you summer was right around the corner, but cool enough to let you know it’s still spring. It felt nice. …
Let’s Have A Chat About Dr. Sunshine
As I write this, I must tell you, a more beautiful day could not be had. The sun is shining from one of the bluest skies I’ve ever witnessed. The temperature, a pleasant 75°F. There’s a slight breeze that blows my hair in ticklish wisps across …
I Hate To Be The Bearer Of Bad News
One day, in the beginning of this whole mess, I was lying in my bed anxiously awaiting a call from my oncologist. It’s a funny thing when you’re awaiting biopsy results. You want them, but you also kind of don’t. The phone finally rang. I was …
