Where reluctance & willingness meet

There’s just no telling how many hundreds of people scurried this past week into the path of Hurricane Helene. With every coming natural disaster, it is the same: electrical line workers and internet technicians; doctors and nurses and the Red Cross; the small yet...

Every relationship ends

Every relationship ends. I’ve had them end with bangs and with whimpers, with earth-scorching words and with tender mutual agreement. Last Thursday morning, just before 6am, I had my longest-running friendship end when whatever it was that animated her slipped out of...

Communicating Toward Connection

Maybe six months ago, I made myself a note on a small rectangle of paper decorated with little hearts. The paper was from a tiny tablet Theresa gifted me; in hasty scrawl, the note I made myself reads, “Communicate toward connection.”Some time ago, who knows when, my...

Hide-and-Seek with the Gods

In a story I once heard, the gods – these would be of the Greek or Roman variety – were sitting around, feeling a little salty about how the humans were doing so well, being almost god-like one might say. And so the gods, not too keen on meeting matches and such,...

…the work is already done…

Some years ago, Theresa was working at a coffee shop. Among her coworkers was a teenage girl who seemed, understandably, utterly disinterested in us. Or, at least, it was understandable to me until I saw her walking down the street with her fingers entwined with those...

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