Category: Ebenezer
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So do all who live in such times…
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I, like many others, I imagine, am emerging from some strange cocoon rendered by the pandemic years. It’s been ages and ages since I’ve written; nearly a year, in fact. In the intervening time I have passed that most ancient of hills and crested, turned forty. And yet in some…
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Love changes everything.
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Today marks eleven years since we lost our little one. The grief has changed and mutated over time. Now it is a mostly fleeting feeling that someone is missing at the table, an echo of laughter, a sense of something just there, beyond your reach. Love changes everything. I have…
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Learning to fly
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My grandmother died in March. Like so many other things that have happened to me in the last three and a half years, it is only now, months later, that the weight of loss is becoming felt, that I can even begin to process it. The week she fell sick…
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Sing in the dark. Sing anyways.
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(The artwork is gone and sold, but the idea is pretty fresh in my mind right now.) I made the mistake of putting Yo-Yo Ma playing Brahms in my headphones as I sat down to write, and I’m not sure that was a good idea, as it’s nearly putting me…
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The shape of a year.
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How do you measure a year in the life? In daylights, in sunsets In midnights, in cups of coffee In inches, in miles In laughter, in strife -Danny Osmond It’s been almost a year since I’ve written here. The pictures tell the story, but it’s hard to show the depths…