Phase 2020.

12.27.2020 Dear dad, I think this year may have been my favorite Christmas. Or at least one of the best in a long time. Maybe that sounds crazy or impossible in a year ravaged by a pandemic. I know there has been so much loss and heartache. I do not intend at all to dismiss […]

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March of time.

4.22.2020 Dear dad, When I went back to TCU after you died, I was tugged by both relief and dread. Relief pulling me out of the thick misery fogging our home and from under the dark cloud held above my head like an umbrella. Dread pulling me into a fake world, a snow globe where […]

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A Narnian moment.

4.13.20 Dear dad, I had high hopes for this Lent. Turns out the virus did me one better on the coffee addiction. I think it might actually be a coffee shop addiction. And all of those are closed. Though I do definitely enjoy a cup in the morning and usually a little something to go […]

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