I still can’t personally muster much emotion when celebrities die, which is why it felt so strange that when I heard about the death of Rush Limbaugh, I felt something strong come over me.
She sat quietly on my bed, trying to calm my tears, as I wept into the pillow. We barely knew each other, but as my new roommate she was aware that my dad had recently died. She had heard me crying and came to check on me. I finally felt myself calming down and as my […]
Death was all around me. The first time was when I was seven years old and the phone rang at 2AM, disrupting our family’s peaceful sleep with that shrill, non-stop ring. It was as if the phone was screaming, “Get up and answer this call, now.” Nothing good ever comes from a 2AM phone call. […]
“Are you going to love me, even when you die?” my daughter asks as we’re making lunch. “Forever and ever,” I reply, quickly, as I have before, to the same question. She knows the answer already, and she’s only five. These chats have become a recurring thing. “And even when I die?” Her concept of […]