Patience & Fortitude

Keely Has Found Her Way (in memoriam)

Keely Has Found Her Way (in memoriam)

by | Aug 3, 2025 | Grief, Mourning

On Friday afternoon, August 1st, 2025, I said good-bye to my precious Keely. There was no one reason why. It was simply a matter of age and mortality. She was ready. I never will be. I hoped she would live to August 15th, an entirely selfish desire that one could...
30 Years Later

30 Years Later

by | Aug 12, 2024 | Grief, Mourning, Reflections

“Oh shit, it’s 2024 isn’t it?” Gina, glancing up from her laptop, gave me a confused look. “Uh, yeah? Has been all year. Why?” “In about a month, my mother will have been dead for thirty years.” We looked at each other in shock. She never knew my mother. Most people...
Under the Desk

Under the Desk

by | Feb 26, 2024 | Grief

I don’t remember much about the time I spent living under my father’s desk. I have snatches of memory, here and there: crawling under it; getting out from under it to feed the dogs and myself; deciding that taking a pillow under there with me was allowed (giving...
The Forgetting

The Forgetting

by | Feb 15, 2024 | Grief

How am I supposed to feel about not recognizing my mother’s name? I don’t know. It was so shocking to hear it that I originally thought, Somebody has my last name? Hmm, that name is familiar…is there another York family in this congregation? Then I...

The False Sentiment of Material Things

by | May 23, 2017 | Atheism, Grief

I am a librarian, and so I read a lot about libraries, books, literacy, and the Internet. Ironically, I do most of this reading on the Internet via blog posts, forums/groups, industry news outlets, and, yes, mainstream media. Even more ironically, such news is often...