On Being Simply True

I rode my bike tonight. I went out at 8:10, thinking I'd just ride around the block as the evening breeze began to cool everything do...

I may have mentioned in an earlier post (or if I didn't, and we're friends, you've heard me whine about it) that for the past...

"My thanks to all of you, now it's on to Chicago and let's win there." I still can't recall the words without te...

As if I didn't have enough grief in my life in the past few weeks, here was a scene that elicited more tears: As I sat at a Carrow...

In the summer of 2006, my little black hellion Calpurnia died, leaving me with just Boo, the little flea-and-worm-infested kitten who...

Joy is ascendant. It is the other-worldly experience of the dove that appears suddenly, floats down to you and with its beak gently pulls...

Grief takes you. It grabs you by the heart, reaching in with long, cold fingers that wrap around your heart and hold, daring you to move o...