Today, I turn 37, but this year, my birthday marks more than the usual “I was born on this day” milestone. March 9 rolling around means that it has been a year since I was out in the wild without a ...
When you are in hospital for a long period of time, your world becomes very small. The ceiling above your bed. The sound of machines. The routine of nurses coming in and out. The waiting. The hoping.
The end of February marks my half-of-70th birthday. Unless something goes awry--coronavirus, for example, or the End of the World--I plan to celebrate in the same way I have the last 20 years: Getting ...
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