Friends Indeed
I knew that something was wrong when I heard my brother’s voice on the phone, and he told me that his closest high school friend
I knew that something was wrong when I heard my brother’s voice on the phone, and he told me that his closest high school friend
We have all experienced these: Feeling small in a meeting for saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. The disappointment of missed expectations from
I have been getting ready to let go of my cat Dorothy for two years now. By let go, I mean that as she fails,
Huge drops of sweat dripped down the backs of our black dresses in the ninety-nine-degree Texas heat. The funeral mass began at 10:00 which meant
Do you remember that adage about the “golden years”? My father used to speak of that in terms of retirement. The idea that after a
“They will tell you that you will get over it” my friend Lillian said as we sat in her living room with martinis. “But you
“I need a January calendar.” “January?” I said. “Don’t you mean you need a 2022 calendar?” And then I got it. My patient had been
“I want to hear that poem again.” The poem is by Robert Frost, and I have never particularly liked it. But for the 15th time
It was a sweltering day in October in Tucson. I dialed my mother’s hospital room as I drove to a clinic to do a presentation
“We have got to do our phone number/e-mail exchange this visit,” I said to two of my dearest friends on a recent visit to Arizona.
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