Category: Diary
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My Dad’s Heart Surgery
No matter how you phrase it, heart surgery sounds big. Especially heart surgery, where they replace two valves and part of your aorta. Well, that sounds really big, and in reality, it is. There is no sugarcoating an operation of this magnitude. I find it difficult to confront what I feel. My dad went in…
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On Having Children
Namely Daughters… When D was born, I really didn’t have any idea what to expect not only from the experience of childbirth, and a homebirth at that but of what babies and later kids would mean for my life. I don’t think it is ever possible to anticipate the impact children will have, and I,…
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7 Oct 2017
Dear Diary it has been more than 2 years since my last confession. I have been listening to David Sedaris’ Theft By Finding, which is the first collection of old diary entries spanning 1977-2002. It made me realize I really don’t write as much so used to. Chalk it up to starting a family and…
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Drakkar Noir
In high school, I longed to be sophisticated in the way that all pubescent boys longed to be sophisticated – looking sophisticated to girls. Back in high school, my tools of appearing sophisticated ranged from: Reading Thoreau’s Walden to look independent and well-read because it was mentioned once on My-So-Called-Life, but hating every page. Listening to…
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A Changing Life
It is truly interesting the way that my life has changed in the last few years and as I continue to think about how I have grown, I realize I have neglected parts of my life in exchange for other parts. Like this journal, for example, has been here since I graduated from college, or…