We cannot live our lives constantly looking back, listening back, lest we be turned to pillars of longing and regret, but to live without listening at all is to live deaf to the fullness of the music. — Frederick Buechner, The Sacred Journey A friend encourages me to write memoir. “But I write fiction,” I tell her; “I … Continue reading Listening Back
Daddy’s Girl
This morning, I was looking for old photos of my dad to share on this Father's Day when I ran across a piece I wrote about him a few years ago. It seems as good a time as any to return to the blog. Here's the essay, and Daddy, here's to you. Daddy and me … Continue reading Daddy’s Girl
The #MeToo Thing
I have avoided posting the #MeToo meme, thinking I didn't qualify because I had not been physically abused. But I "got to thinking," as we say down here, about the whole spectrum of abuse and how destructive and demoralizing emotional abuse is. That, I can testify to. And then I had an encounter this morning … Continue reading The #MeToo Thing
Gerry Wilson 