There are eight buildings in this complex, but I haven’t figured out where they put the numbers. I drive the wide arc from one end to the other, looking for #2, squinting at each building, but when I arrive at #8—the only well-signed one in the bunch—it’s time to turn...
https://media.giphy.com/media/l0HlCqV35hdEg2GUo/giphy.mp4 If my blood pressure reading was off the charts at my appointment, I wonder how it fared afterward? Just as I got home, Dr. Fisher’s nurse called. “You need to get an MRI before the surgery,” she said. Paula...
I live, hike, and write in Salt Lake City.
I write mostly about losses of all kinds: grief, illness, coming from a messed-up family—and making a good life regardless of how rough the raw material is.