The Day I Understood the True Price of Success

I well remember the sound of the crunching of gravel as two young men steadied the heavy gurney between them. I stood in the doorway with my mother and siblings, all of us holding hands, witnessing this last journey my father would make — down the walkway he’d poured, away from the home he had built. ItContinue reading “The Day I Understood the True Price of Success”

In Gratitude of a Father’s Service to His Country

I likely won’t get through this without crying, but Veteran’s Day was never about celebration anyway, so I’m okay with that. Every Veteran’s Day, I’ve known exactly whom I wanted to honor. Stationed behind enemy lines as an Air Force aircraft mechanic during the Korean Conflict, my father was the bravest, most stoic man I knewContinue reading “In Gratitude of a Father’s Service to His Country”

Not Quite Ready to Finish the Long Goodbye

I have a stack of unopened sympathy cards sitting on my kitchen counter. They’ve been there for almost a month now. Some have arrived in my mailbox and found their way onto the pile, and my mother has delivered a few more. I can’t bring myself to open a single one of them. Grieving isn’t newContinue reading “Not Quite Ready to Finish the Long Goodbye”

Why We Need to Show Up for the Hard Stuff

  The text came when I’d already crawled in bed after an exhausting day of meetings. I almost didn’t read it. I almost left it until morning. Lisa, I’m here at Mom and Dad’s. I think you should come. He likely won’t make it through the night. I laid there in the dark for aContinue reading “Why We Need to Show Up for the Hard Stuff”