My Daddy was a Soldier

"You'll know right away whether your daddy is dead or just injured." "How?" "If he's dead then they send two men in a car to your house, but if he's only injured they just send one." I was seven years old when I rushed home to tell my mother this important news I'd learned on the … Continue reading

A Year of Grieving Ends

I’ve cried my last tear. I just finished reading Joan Didion’s book, The Year of Magical Thinking. This heart-wrenchingly sad book is about the few days leading up to and the year following Didion's husband’s sudden death from a massive heart attack while her only child lay in a coma in … Continue reading

Another War No Woman Can Win

I love irony, specifically this definition by Mirriam-Webster, “a state of affairs or an event that seems deliberately contrary to what one expects and is often amusing as a result.” Except irony is only amusing if you are in on the joke. See, last week, I received a little known beauty … Continue reading