Remembering Ray

Remembering Ray

From the book Things We’ve Handed Down: Twelve Letters I Leave for You. Ray Michaud shared hope with me. As I’m writing this letter to  you—and anyone else who will read it—I received an unexpected message. The words informed me my dear friend Ray Michaud had...
Escaping the Fast Lane

Escaping the Fast Lane

I just read—or attempted to read—a variety of medical journals about the importance of sleep. The language was a little too deep for me. But here’s the simple summary for readers like me: sleep is our friend. We need it. Our brains need it. And not just long nights of...
Walking Toward Easter

Walking Toward Easter

The road is familiar. I have walked it before. Palm branches once lined the path, waving in the air, tossed to the ground. Hosanna rang out in voices eager for a king—one who would overthrow, who would establish, who would fix. But their cries faded. Their...
the month of march*

the month of march*

this march reminds me of that march. the month my mind changed. the month my brain weakened. the month my world shifted. the month my life switched.  i don’t remember all the moments. memories are fog,  broken pieces, puzzle parts lost. i remember many of the...