photo by Benjamin Davies, courtesy of Upsplash I dreamed about the two worst traumas of my life last night. They were separate dreams, though both were in present time. In one, I’m talking to a classmate from Vermont College who was widowed earlier this year. In the...
This was a strange and wonderful experience to listen to. I listen rather than read in order to expand my reading time (on the treadmill, in the laundry room and kitchen) usually figuring I’m having the same experience either way. But with a cast of 160 for this...
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.