Novelist | Singer
Today, amid the busyness that is a normal job in a normal life, I escaped from my head long enough to remind myself how really good life is, and how we are given guardians and f riends when we most need them. It is January, and the time of year that I most think of…
Her eyes are the first thing I see as I pad out from the bedroom in the morning. The frosted lenses follo w me, so I know she sees something, but I’m never sure how much. Cataracts have overtaken the brown of her retinas – leaving shadowy gray discs. Sometimes I can even get all…