I’ve been watching How to Get to Heaven from Belfast, and it has that very particular flavor of humor I can only describe as Catholic-adjacent existential mischief. You know the tone.Someone dies.Someone lies.Someone pours tea.Someone says something so inappropriate you laugh and then immediately wonder if you’re going […]
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 […]
The other day I came across a meme. One of those bold beach signs with even bolder advice:“Don’t even think about looking backwards. You’re not going that way.” Okay, motivational sign. I see you. I get it. Forward motion. Eyes on the prize. Focus, future, yadda yadda. But […]
I have what some might call a steel trap memory. Conversations from three years ago? Check. The smell of the exact street taco I had during a 2010 trip to San Antonio? Double check. The emotional cadence of a hallway conversation in a hospital wing I visited once? […]
Today, I got one of those oh-so-helpful “On This Day” memory nudges from my cloud drive. You know, those digital ghost notes that chirp: *Hey! Remember this magical moment from April 27th in 2017, 2019, 2022…? Well, apparently, I was very busy pretending to enjoy things on past […]
It’s funny how a simple scroll through Facebook can take you down a rabbit hole, tugging at your heartstrings and bringing back bittersweet memories. Today, I stumbled upon an old friend’s page—she’s been gone for five years, but her profile is still there, quietly holding on to fragments […]
Beach or mountains? Which do you prefer? Why? Ah, the age-old debate – beach or mountains? A question that has vacationers pondering, wanderers wandering, and someone like me torn between the siren call of the sun-soaked sand and the majestic allure of towering peaks. Now, let’s talk beaches. […]
Ladies and gentlemen, I have a tale to tell. Picture this: a seemingly ordinary day, with the unremarkable task of rummaging through my closet to find my long-lost laptops. But as fate would have it, I stumbled headfirst into a rabbit hole of nostalgia, mementos, and a relentless […]
What would you do if you lost all your possessions? Viola Davis once said, “The only picture I have of my childhood is the picture of me in kindergarten.” This quote resonates with me on a profound level because, like Viola, I know what it’s like to lose […]
Life has a peculiar way of intertwining our most ordinary possessions with the profound moments that shape our existence. For me, that connection is embodied in a simple red Chinese noodle bowl – a vessel of both nostalgia and grief. It’s a symbol of life’s fragility, a stark […]
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