Suzy and I spend a good deal of time in waiting rooms these days. Between doctor’s offices and therapy sessions, our calendar occasionally looks less like a schedule and more like a circuit. There are afternoons when the repetition wears thin, when the sterile hum of the fluorescent lights feels a bit too heavy, and…
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Hours of Darkness
To each of us, the “hours of darkness” arrive with a different shadow. For a neighbor, dark hours might be the silent weight of loneliness. For my former teammates, they may be the quiet, creeping anxiety of CTE. For others, they manifest as physical limitations that slowly shrink the boundaries of a once-vibrant life. In…
Regret And Grace
One of my favorite movie lines arrives near the end of The Natural, when Roy Hobbs looks back across a lifetime of ambition and misstep. “Some mistakes,” he murmurs, “I guess we never stop paying for.” Glenn Close’s Iris Gaines looks back at him with that quiet, piercing clarity and offers a counterweight to the…
The Great Divide
Suzy and I have long shared one ultimate adventure at the summit of our bucket list: to stand on the rim of the Grand Canyon and gaze across its breathtaking expanse. Yet, lately, I fear that reaching its edge—or making sense of what it represents—might be slipping out of our reach. Many who have stood…
Sleeping In
There are few things that bring me as much pleasure as sleeping in. I remember coming home from college and sleeping until noon—or until my mother decided to vigorously vacuum my room, as if she hadn’t already done so before I arrived. Even now, I remain firmly convinced that crawling under the covers when you…