Three Things, Issue Forty

ONE: LA PUSH Going to the ocean when I was a kid meant a day trip to the perpetually socked-in-like-pea-soup Ocean Shores. I’ve loved the ocean’s energy for as long as I can remember, but I never recall there being sunshine at Ocean Shores. We’d pile into our green Chevy van with an ice chest […]

Three Things, Issue Thirty-Nine

ONE: DEATH I was thirty-five years old before I ever attended a funeral or memorial service. Both sets of my grandparents had died during my lifetime and yet I never attended their funerals. Granted, I was young when most of them passed away, but my parents never seemed to press the issue of my attendance. […]

Three Things, Issue Thirty-Eight

ONE: CONTROL Do you believe everything happens for a reason?¬†asked the text that arrived late in the night. Awakened by my phone’s vibration, I squinted my eyes and struggled to make out the blur of words before rolling over and falling back asleep. Waking up the next morning, the question haunted me. Do I believe […]

Three Things, Issue Thirty-Seven

It’s been a brutal week. Hellish even, with multiple punches to the gut and solar plexus that make me feel like I’m drowning. I’ll get my bearings enough to reach for something to grasp onto, only to be sucker punched while I’m looking the other way. This is the tough gristle and jaggedy bone of […]

Press Pause (or, One Thing)

I’m taking this week off, dear readers. I’ll be back next week with another installment of Three Things but until then, here’s a little something I wrote about Easter just one year ago. HALLELUJAH, INDEED I was in my early thirties and my mom was still giving me an Easter basket. My extended family of […]