In All Uncertain Terms

grief

  • Letters to Pangea: Kansas City

    I’ve had several concepts of letters to write to you lately, but they’ve all felt half-baked. Unfortunately, nothing more appetizing has presented itself, so I welcome you today to a buffet of unripe, undercooked morsels of ideas. Your father has been teaching a class on counseling at church for several weeks now. A recent Sunday,…

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  • On the Death of my Grandmother

    It was mid-November, just starting to get chilly where I live. The sky was cloudy and gray, so that the room was dimly lit even through the large windows, and despite only being afternoon, it felt as though the sun had set already. I sat across from my boss’s boss, as he peered at me…

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