Why does forgiveness irritate me so much? I ask Chuck.Because it's the ultimate act of passive aggression, he says.Because it keeps sin alive, says my sister.
When I was young, the future was where all the good stuff was kept, the party clothes, the pretty china, the family silver, the grown-up jobs. The future was a land of its own, and we couldn't wait to...
What I used to fear was growing old—not the aches and pains part or the what-have-I-done-with-my-life part or the threat of illness, none of that. I just couldn’t imagine what my life would be like wi...
There are three things that make me want to drink: difficult times, when I want alcohol to either alleviate the pain or allow me to feel it; clear days that make me want to scribble all over the irrit...
So instead of not-writing, I am painting. I’m not a painter, but I make paintings anyway. I use glass and oil-based house paint, which is toxic, and which you can’t buy just anywhere anymore. It’s bei...
Maybe there are clusters of souls born again and again into the same repertory company, and with each new birth they play different parts in a different play. Or maybe it’s the same play. This would a...
Good things happen slowly, said a doctor in the ICU months ago, and bad things happen fast.
Good things happen slowly, said a doctor in the ICU months ago, and bad things happen fast. Those were comforting words, and they comfort me today. Recovery is a long, slow process. There are good day...
Good things happen slowly and bad things happen fast. Those were comforting words, and they comfort me today.
Death is both a certainty and an unknown, Chuck says. It's hard to get a grip on it.
What can come? This was a brilliant question. Can is scarier than will. What will come limits itself. What can come has no boundaries.