“In order to catch a wave, the planets have to align . . . not to mention so many other things that must come together in perfect synchronicity. You have to successfully navigate around other surfers, spot a rideable wave, properly anticipate the speed of the wave, paddle your arms like crazy and get into … Read more
“I finally reminded myself that there is simply no way to truly comprehend the struggles of another.” —Kirsten Mickelwait, The Ashtrays are Full and the Glasses are Empty I fell mute. After Joey died, stringing together a few words felt impossible. As of today, it’s been thirty-one months, and my ability to hold a conversation … Read more
I remember my first encounter with a tumbleweed tornado as a child. I wasn’t afraid. I was mesmerized. I’m no Brick Tamland, the weatherman from “Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy.” I can’t articulate the differences between a dust devil, a hurricane, a cyclone, or a tornado. Let’s say there’s more to it than the … Read more
As a professional people watcher, evidence gatherer, and dot connector, I was on duty at the hair salon this week when I overheard a conversation between two women. “Have you ever been to Hearst Castle? It’s beautiful.” “Hurts Castle?” “Hearst Castle.” “Hurts Castle?” “Huuuuuurst Castle.” She had never been. I’ve never visited Hearst Castle, either—not … Read more
I listen to a podcast called “This is Actually Happening.” It’s a podcast of true, “unbelievable” stories. I have found that life is chock-full of them. I might write that book. A couple of months after my son died, someone asked me, with a half-smile, expectant raised eyebrows and tone— “Are you doing better yet?” … Read more
Humble Brags are Gross Physician Heal Thyself I bristle at the implication that you are a more highly evolved, spiritual person if you are 24/7 “positive,” in effect, a sunshine-and-roses Pollyanna. I reject our culture’s overarching pressure (much of it by and for Christians, but it’s not limited to Christians) that if you aren’t perfectly … Read more
It’s sweltering—nearly game time—we’re walking through the Angel Stadium parking lot, heat mirage rising from the pavement, and my swollen, aching arm is in a sling. My broken arm was complicated the day before by a vile, venomous, vindictive bee. A bee so stealthy and cunning that I saw the fire-breathing, ruthless golden dragon neither … Read more
I was just in the garage, longingly and lovingly staring at my bikes. Before that, I was reminiscing about the “good ol’ days” with my Strava app on my phone. It indicates that I’ve logged 1,201 rides, resulting in 1,200 without any broken bones. All those times I didn’t break my arm when maybe I … Read more
If you watched the Fox show “24” with Kiefer Sutherland back in the day, you might remember the image and beeping of the digital clock before and after a commercial break and at the end of the episode, if I recall. The internet just informed me that a rare, silent clock displayed without the beep … Read more
He He He Reclining in a black vibrating chair, my feet marinate in hot, sudsy water. Bowing before me, she reaches down, cradles my drippy tootsie #1, and brings it to a towel on her quad. She takes a gray speckled pumice stone to my calloused, jagged little heel and then to the ticklish, … Read more