My brother had emergency surgery recently to remove an infected aortic aneurysm. I drove to Florida after, because I wanted to help with his recovery. But once there, I realized the real reason I went was so I could be with him. Seeing my brother alive and moving was relieving. We almost lost him. I…
I woke up with a nagging feeling that I'm not doing something I should be doing, as if what's wrong between us is up to me. I've been studying this issue for quite some time, and the only thing I'm sure of is that whatever’s causing it, I'm unable to figure it out, let alone…
I love to eat. And I've learned something over the years that's probably obvious to everybody else, but it was big news to me: food only tastes good when I'm hungry. If I'm not, it's just filler. It doesn't zing me. It doesn't set off delight. It doesn't speak. I must've been hungry when I…
I'm high in the mountains of North Carolina in the cozy vacation home of a generous friend. Seven rocking chairs keep company on the front porch. The view of the surrounding mountains is spectacular, uncluttered by other houses and with millions of trees to see on the peaks, near and far. But today, it's overcast…
My life with a 21-year-old man-child has its agonies and its ecstasies. Currently, he’s trying to figure life out for himself while being a student, an employee, and the owner of a used car without proper tag or title. He’s African American, and this is Georgia. He also recently lost his wallet. And yesterday, we…
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