Hello, good friends. My posts have been sparse lately, and it’s been a very long time since I’ve written anything, really, about me. This is partly because I’ve been busy, caught up in a swirling whirlwind of a life. So much has happened so fast, I’ve barely had time to process it all, let alone write […]
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I am home. I sit in the library in Ladysmith, Wisconsin, looking out the window at the snow and melting ice. Home is good. My brothers picked me up from the airport, and the minute we entered Rusk County, I felt the silence of the place—silence laid out like carpet, swathed in snow and sky.
My mom is the one who smiles at strangers. Genuine, from her eyes smiles—and they respond. My dad barks at dogs in the streets. Not quiet, tentative barking—loud listen-up yapping. The dog owners ignore him and the dogs usually do, too. He notices people, asks strangers random questions like, “Are you pretty good with that
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I’m back in Boston after a relaxing and rejuvenating winter vacation at home with my family. Vacation gave me time to think, to talk a lot, to re-prioritize after the rush of studies when I sorta lost who I was and why I ever came to Boston in the first place. I didn’t think I
I sit in a departure lounge of Logan International Airport—late, late. Boston’s winter weather is chancy, and today—flying home for a visit—I drew the wrong straw. The lounge is empty except for me, but at the bar across the hallway a bartender with the dropped-r accent of a Bostonian chats with his customers. The male
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