Signs

One of the many cute and quirky things my parents did regularly in their golden years was something they referred to as “transportation bonding.” It typically consisted of my dad driving my mom somewhere that only she needed to go. However, they used it as an opportunity to spend quality time together during the ride […]

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For my 48th birthday last year, in March 2023, my mom contributed to my getting an Art Institute of Chicago membership, something I’ve done and really enjoyed off and on over the years. I got it as part of a deal that lasted 15 months, so it doesn’t expire until the end of this month. […]

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It’s been awhile since I dreamt of, or at least remember dreaming of, my dad. I was in a small gift shop type store, which sold dance apparel, shoes and accessories, as well as toys, and struck up a conversation with another person who was shopping there. I recall the person had a shopping basket […]

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When I was little and it was cold outside, I would sometimes go into my parents’ bathroom and sit up against the radiator there to warm up. I often did so early in the morning while my mom was getting ready for the day, putting on her makeup and styling her hair. I enjoyed watching […]

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Sean started singing that song from Hamilton the musical when I told them about a dream I had earlier this week. I woke up to go to the bathroom in the early morning (about 3:00 a.m.) on Monday, as I often do, and immediately remembered that my dad, who seemed to be alive and well, […]

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14 years have now come and gone since we last held you in our arms. 14 years since I carried you, you were born, and, soon afterwards, you died. And what a year this last one has been… I don’t think we’ve experienced a more difficult year since the one in which you were born […]

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