Ed Madden reflects on the final moments he had with his father, and how they’ve rippled throughout his life as a man.
My Dad passed a short 11 months after my mother. This is the tribute I shared at his funeral. Reading it was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done.
Will people look for me in the rafters too?
Does a quest for fame lead to an early demise?
John Pavlovitz comes to terms with an old friend.
His story does not have to be your story.
In the three weeks between his cancer diagnosis and his quiet passing, Alison Tedford had the opportunity to reflect on her Papa, his character, and the many things that he taught her.
He was rarely ever there, and then he was gone forever.
An honest look at depression, guns and the what scares me the most.
I wonder where you’ve gone and when I do I wonder how those you loved and who loved you are wondering their own thoughts, their own pain.
A series of short personal reflections on the multiple meanings of Memorial Day.
Two fathers, two sons, their lives curiously interwoven in life, death, and modern miracles.
Joy Ladin employs a stark, visceral metaphor in this account of an unforgettable childhood lesson.
You get high enough they’re gonna lay you on the asphalt til your blood runs back to where your Momma stays.
Let go and fly.