Our lives are a tightly woven fabric, with the full richness best viewed from a distance and with kind eyes. Our most magnificent works are those done with the greatest cooperation, care, and that kindness that softens even the harshest gaze.
We are all, to a person, noisy. This applies to the introverts and the anchorites no less than the chandelier-swinging celebrants of social butterflication. The question is, what sort of noise will we make?
One of the greatest moments of my life is recreating itself as we speak. No one should be so lucky as to live through this twice. But then, no one could ever deserve the delight of knowing Crinkle Bob.
April 2022 brought a lot of things. In New Jersey, it brought a lot more of March than befits any self-respecting April. As for the showers that were supposed to come to ensure future flowers, well, most of those held off until May. As such, April was something of a washout. But, not in all […]
Whereas: Geraniums and gerbils and gel pens exist. Whereas: You are personally fashioned from the same stuff as hummingbirds and Harold. Resolved: You, life, and Harold are exactly who and what and where you were destined to be.
The kindest thing is often the hardest. Loving someone enough to set them free is often the kindest thing.
It’s inevitable that you will, in certain moments, be insufferable. When you’re honest with yourself, you know you’re incomprehensible. But if the rumor is true that you’re fashioned from the same stuff as orangutans and orange groves and Oram, you are, first and foremost, ineffable.
Having spent a significant portion of my formative years in the 1980s, a lot of my pop culture references are considerably dated. Most are still more or less apropos of any given situation.
Of course he departed on the 4th of July. Of course the cat who cried “FREEDOM!” made us cry on Independence Day. Of course the king with a heart of fire rang his Liberty Bell with fireworks overhead.
We can focus on the bad or the good. The bad: It’s true. It’s terrible. National Accordion Awareness Month is over for another year. The good: YOU DONATED TWO MILLION DOLLARS OF PURE LOVE.