An Anniversary

a0000391ASometimes it seems as if I can draw all the lines of my life up to the day my father died –¬†February 9, 1997. I spent most of my childhood watching it grow larger and larger on the horizon, and the years afterward looking back, waiting for it to disappear. It doesn’t. Whether it’s been two years or nineteen, loss stays with you.
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Thirty Things I’m Thankful For Everyday

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I try to keep in mind all the ways I’ve been lucky in my life, not just at the holidays, but everyday. Working in a field where I so often encounter individuals who are fighting for even the most basic necessities, it’s hard not to recognize the gifts I’ve been given, because they are numerous.¬† Continue reading