From D.W.: It's the end of the year 2025. The first calendar year passed without Rachel in it. The first year since we met that contains no new memories of her, and it has me thinking about change and transformation. About the ways that we create narratives
From D.W.: For the final Christmas quick-hit (and I hope you've enjoyed them) a little bit about the true meaning of Christmas... gifts. Long Valley Lane. June 17th. 2008. gifting... Imagine if you’d kept every gift you ever made or bought for someone. Imagine if
Long Valley Lane. November 5th. 2010 just hear those sleigh bells... Well, as the words to my favorite secular holiday song go, "And so this is Christmas…and what have you done?" Are you ready? Are you freaking out? Are you whining? When I go visit my brother
Long Valley Lane. December 17th. 2005. merry christmas, happy hannukah. why yes, that IS a snotcicle hanging from my nose... this is ridiculous. for the third christmas season in a row, i am monumentally sick. cedar fever is kicking my ass as we speak. in fact, my doc stopped just
From D.W.: Four days ago the United States House of Representatives, against all the recommendations and evidence to the contrary, decided that transgendered children were better left to their own devices than receiving the kindness and care from physicians that can actually improve and, in many cases, save their
From D.W.: On April 28th, 1996 in Port Arthur, Australia, a man named Martin Bryant killed two people who bought a property that he thought should have gone to his father. By the end of the day, 35 people were killed and 23 others were wounded by Martin and
From D.W.: It's Christmas-time. Or hadn't you heard? I was digging through the archives to find profound things to post about the Christmas, or advent, or what have you. And fear not, Rachel had plenty of beautifully inspiring or passionately censorious writing about this
From D.W.: A couple of quick ones mid-week just because I was thinking about it... A couple of weeks ago our President said, to a female reporter asking a legitimate question, "quiet, Piggy." Last week the same President vowed to “permanently pause migration from all Third
From D.W.: Thanksgiving is over now. Christmas season, for those that observe it in a particular way, has begun. Admittedly, as someone raised in a non-liturgical faith tradition, I've never really understood what Advent was all about. For Rachel, though, this slow transition between the two
From D.W.: Well, tomorrow's the day. It would have been our thirteenth Wedding Anniversary. And it is the second one without Rachel. This is the memorial that's hardest, I think. Harder than her birthday, or mine. Or Christmas. Or even the anniversary of her death.
From D.W.: Our Anniversary is now just over a week away. I don't have much to say about it that wouldn't sound canned or confused. There's this notion that gets discussed often in the "widow community" (yes, there's a
From D.W.: Our Anniversary is coming up soon. In just a couple of weeks. I don't know how that's going to affect me this time around, and I've learned that it's foolish to try and predict grief. But what I do