I’m still deleting emails. It hasn’t gotten old yet. This quiet excavation of a life lived in subject lines and timestamps. Somewhere between “no longer relevant” and “why did I save this,” I keep brushing up against memory. Not the dramatic kind. The soft, ambient kind that hums […]
So apparently, we’ve decided death needed a software update. Enter the “grief bot.” An AI-powered, eerily chipper digital version of your dead loved one which is ready to text you back, remember your birthday, and maybe even say the things they never quite managed to say while alive. […]
There should really be a punch card for grief by now. Ten losses and you get a free latte, a brief reprieve, a coupon for “emotional stability, one day only.” I would have redeemed mine several lifetimes ago. I have lost in all the traditional ways. The kinds […]
Lately the news has felt like a slow drumbeat of mortality. You see familiar faces. People you grew up watching, people who seemed woven into the background of your life and suddenly their names are trending next to words like illness, cancer, ALS, loss. You see names like […]
OK. Here’s my thing today.This is not my lane.This was my spouse’s lane.Three years ago, if you had asked me about extraterrestrials, I would have handed the microphone to EsoterX and gone back to writing about trauma, attachment, and why people overshare in elevators. But lately? The universe […]
I live in a housefull of heartbeat and voices,laughter ricocheting off walls,footsteps tapping rhythms up and down stairs. And yetthere are nightswhen the noise dissolvesand I am alonein a room packed with people. It’s strange, right?To feel invisiblewhile standing center stagein your own life. Pain has a way […]
January has always felt like a strange month. It’s long, gray, and stretched thin like an old rubber band about to snap. People talk about “new beginnings,” resolutions, fresh starts. But for some of us, January is not a clean slate. It’s a ledger of losses. I’ve lost […]
I chose joy as my word many years ago. And it mattered. At the time, joy felt like something to fight for. To protect. To defend from people and circumstances that were very willing to take it. But joy changes. Especially in January. January is not a neutral […]
Way before the sun rose,I looked out beyond the treesand the gray mist, soft and merciless,wrapped around everything.A quiet reminder that some absencesnever really leave,they just learn to settle in the cornersof our breath. I didn’t realize how much it would hurt.How much I would missthe feelings that […]
Some people claim a day.Some people claim a week.I, being a New Yorker with a flair for the dramatic, claim a month for my birthday. A whole 30-day festival of me. I highly recommend it. In my generous spirit, I also allow others to have a birthday month.Whether […]
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