When everybody's fine, nobody's fine. In my experience, Everybody's fine is a throwaway phrase that means: I don't want to talk about it! or Don't anyone make a fuss over me! My 85 year old mother is a lifelong practitioner of the everybody's fine dogma. Questions about her well-being get the same answer: I'm fine,… Continue reading Everybody’s Fine . . .
In my daydreams, we meet by accident at the grocery store or another public space. He's shopping alone, momentarily unguarded. Desiring to prolong the chance encounter, I offer to buy him a cup of coffee. To my surprise and extreme pleasure, he accepts. Exchanging polite niceties while our order is processed, we adjourn to a… Continue reading Standing On A Promise
Seventeen years ago today, a six-year-old girl named Morgan Nick disappeared from a Little League baseball park in Alma, Arkansas. I never met the little girl, nor did I know her family. Nevertheless, every year when the local news media broadcasts a story to remind viewers she's still missing, I'm one of the moms watching.… Continue reading Hope Deferred