very grateful for this in a lotta ways, certainly its beauty (as usual) but also a glimpse of my father. and a shakier vision of my own fatherhood, how it doesn't measure up. but tearfully, understanding that my measure will be in my daughters' memories and my grandkids, and i'm not meant to understand me in that way.
very grateful for this in a lotta ways, certainly its beauty (as usual) but also a glimpse of my father. and a shakier vision of my own fatherhood, how it doesn't measure up. but tearfully, understanding that my measure will be in my daughters' memories and my grandkids, and i'm not meant to understand me in that way.
Beautifully put.
Thank you, Chris.
Thank you for this historical weaving. I will be reading this piece again when I need quieting.
For many reasons, this piece really resonated with me, and touched me. Thank you.