Sometimes the void is infinity.
100 Words on Love
I thought of ways to show you my love.
A scene from any given day in my household
How do you measure love?
Sometimes love isn’t soft, isn’t meek, isn’t mild.
A forever love story.
How can we commit to a love ethic rooted in justice?
Embed from Getty Images—The one soul on earth who ever really understood me. My twin soul.We weathered life’s trials and tears clinging to the solace that we gave each other.Brother, who buttoned my shirt, zipped my coat and dried my tears when our neglectful parents wouldn’t.Who stood between me and my father as he was…
Embed from Getty Images—A few days after reviewing a draft of my thesis, my advisor, Dr. Marilyn Rose, passed away—just months after losing her beloved husband, Barry. At her funeral, I found out that Marilyn had spent her remaining days in a hospital bed editing my thesis on her laptop. Fighting chronic pain and illness,…
Sometimes, love is letting go.
How can a father help his daughter break the glass ceiling?
Love after 50 years of marriage lingers . . . or haunts.
You make it easy.
Sometimes it lasts, but sometimes it doesn’t.
A story of familial love.
Love never fails.