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The Blue Box
Our teenager says we are damaging his aura. We call it the Blue Box, the brief stretch of years when all four of us still live under one roof.
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I Ate My Neighbor’s Cat
I ate the cat. Or so I said. Comic disasters in Italian open into something larger about late learning, humility, and finally picking up an oar.
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We Were Here
A week in England with family, football dreams, royal rooms, old buildings, and the British Museum opens into a reflection on history past and present, the close of Lent, and what it means to say we were here.
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Carrying Home
After five months of silence and an overseas move, Naples speaks through pizza, language lessons, lava stone streets, and a turtle carrying home on its back.
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Ithaca, Again: Landing at the Launch
Forty years after high school, I walk the same halls that once sent me into the world. Time folds in on itself, and home remembers what we forget.
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Hairspray and Hashtags: High School Then and Now
My son heads to his first homecoming while I prepare for my 40th reunion. High school shapes us all, though the marks it leaves look different across generations.
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When Hope Feels Impossible
From bones at Solferino to smoke over the Pentagon to seventy years of marriage, this essay wrestles with cruelty, grief, and the persistence of hope.
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The Sweaty Guy Always Finds Me
From the yoga mat to the grocery line, small torments test our patience daily. This reflection weaves humor and Psalm 51 into a reminder that even petty frustrations can open us to a clean heart.
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Four Minutes, Fifteen Years
From a Sunday night concert without dance partners to Monday’s high school registration to Tuesday’s OR vigil, three quiet days reveal the thresholds of parenthood and the way of everything.
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My Body, the Heretic
A reverent, raw reflection on embodiment and the long, defiant journey of a body that refuses to quit.
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