Monthly Archives: March 2013

Resurrection

The other morning I went into Jasper’s room to wake him up, as I have had to do every morning since Daylight Savings started. It was 7am and barely light. His room was grayscale. I climbed onto the bed and snuggled his body, kissed his hair. He didn’t respond. I kissed his cheek. “Jasper,” I […]

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Boycott

I’m staging a boycott. The things I am boycotting: the men’s NCAA basketball tournament, my birthday, Jasper’s friend L’s birthday, spring, Easter. It’s a terrible year to boycott basketball, I admit; Louisville is the number one seed. No one here cares, but it makes me feel connected to home to follow the tournament. This time […]

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Family of Four

We all have beliefs that are so deeply rooted that we don’t even realize that they are merely preferences, not absolutes. Here’s one of mine: a family is four. I come from a family of four; it may be as simple as that. But in general I prefer symmetry: Palladio, Islamic textiles, matching sets. Eight […]

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The Guns in the Basement

A coda to last week’s yoga post: In July I was walking into the studio and saw Ruby drive up. Ruby and I have been going to the same yoga studio for over a decade, and we know each other to say hello, but I wouldn’t call us friends. It wasn’t as if we took […]

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