Yesterday, June 6th, was my grandmother’s birthday. In honor of this wonderful woman, I’m posting a short essay I wrote around Valentine’s Day in 2015. I looked down upon my hand poised over my keyboard and saw a hand familiar but not mine. The hand had an agedness—an oldness. No more a young, fleshy, supple […]
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Am I Vain?
I’m asking that myself today, the end of trying and tiring week. The reason why is that I’m feeling a little underappreciated and that makes me wonder exactly who’s problem that is—I’m leaning toward it being my problem. Of course, being the logophile that I am, wondering if I’m vain to want to be appreciated […]