A Slippery Fish
Time is a slippery fish. Perhaps the most slippery of them all. Just when you think you’ve got a good hold, time gets away again. But memory is a map made entirely of landmarks. As you move through year after year, your mind and body turn the corners of those landmark days, often without your… Continue reading
To Andy with Love
I wrote this on my brother’s birthday six years ago, which also happened to be the last day I saw my nephew well. I knew everything was changing, but I miscalculated badly. Today, on what would be Andy’s 24th birthday, I remember letting him go the first and least painful time. -AS To Andy with… Continue reading
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