Monthly Archives: July 2018

dear nicole

Hi. I hope you’re OK, even though I know you’re not. Which, I suppose, is the point of hoping. We’re still at Kellie’s house, at least till the chocolate croissants run out, which shouldn’t take long. Kellie and I were talking … Continue reading

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the keys to a good marriage, part 7

I’m standing alone in an empty spot practicing my eulogy. Mo comes walking up and stands next to me, putting her arm around me and gently patting my bottom. I am touched. Then she says, “oh. you didn’t bring your … Continue reading

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once upon a celebration

I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain I’ve seen sunny days that I thought would never end I’ve seen lonely times when I could not find a friend, but I always thought that I’d see you again. — the prophet … Continue reading

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dear sarah

I have a confession. I have no idea how to write a eulogy. But I DO know how to write a letter. So with the help of the people who love her most, that’s what I did. Dear Sarah: Hi. … Continue reading

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sisters, part 2

We’re all gonna be here forever So mama, don’t you make such a stir Just put down that camera And come on and join up  The last of the family reserve — the prophet Lyle Lovett

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