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The Cardinal
Today is the one year anniversary of my best friend’s death. I never imagined that I would type a sentence like that. I have survived an entire year of not having her. Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s Eve, both of our 40th birthdays, Nurses’ Day when I would normally send her a card, and an unimaginable number of ordinary days in between. It’s the normal days that sting the most, I think. Those are the days when I think of her out of the blue and want to tell her something silly that makes me think of our childhood, or when I want to tell her about a moment that she…
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Going Home
We are in northern Michigan for the week. I know it sounds cliche, but the air feels different up here. Maybe I have just been in North Carolina for so long that I do not appreciate the beauty as much as someone who is visiting. But Michigan is my happy place. I was born here, and I still claim it as my home, but in reality, I only lived here for a year or so before my parents moved us all down to the south. We would drive up and visit for a week or two every summer, making our way from relative to relative, trying to see everyone in…
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Letting Go
Adulting is so hard, y’all. It has taken me 40 years to figure out that none of us know what we are doing. We are all just bumping along, hoping that no one else notices that we have no idea of what is going on, faking it until we make it. If we get lucky, we make some good decisions along the way and strike a few gold mines. I am a big believer that a large part of what happens to us in life is luck. Hard work counts for a lot, but I know that I have ended up where I am in large part because I just…
