I just realized today, October 12th, is World Arthritis Day – and I decided that I should say something about it even though I hadn’t
back from the latest round.
The thing about chronic illness is that I truly never know what’s coming – and I never know what will be the thing that will
geeking out on some last words.
As most of my readers know, I am writing a book about death – the dying process, coping with it, grief, those types of things.
old churches and stained glass and missing my people.
This morning, one of my favorite Facebook pages, Unvirtuous Abbey, posted this: And it really got me thinking – because I have such an abiding
dear Birmingham, libraries are not a luxury.
In the wake of the COVID-19 economic catastrophe, all cities and states are having to face difficult financial decisions – and it is expected that
rich and me and aidan and bailey.
Today I’m going to tell a part of my story that I’ve never written before – and I don’t know why. It changed so much
