June is harder this year. It’s funny: when Dad died, I thought June would be a terribly difficult month because of his death day. I figured his birthday would be a chance for me to celebrate him and so be a happy day. As it turned out, his birthday is harder for me to deal […]


Today is Dad’s death-day. Three years ago, that was the phone call that got me out of bed in Seattle and on a flight to the east coast. I don’t share this to elicit sympathy. Please don’t say, “I’m sorry.” After three years, I have reached a healthy acceptance. Like grief, this post isn’t about […]