‘Cause there’s no comfort in the waiting room Just nervous paces bracing for bad news Then the nurse comes around and everyone lifts their head But I’m thinking of what Sarah said: That love is watching someone die Death Cab For Cutie, “What Sarah Said” The waiting room was our living room; the nervous paces [...]
Posts under ‘Love’
I Hope The Sky Is Blue
Dear Mom, I love you too. The sky is blue, and while the sun blinds me when I look up, I still hope you are looking down. You said you knew there was a God, because there was a blue sky. I still remember that, and while I didn’t understand at the time, I understand [...]
Happy Valentine’s Day
Sorry, Google. I know you had the best of intentions, but this is scary, not sweet.
There’s No Comfort In The Waiting Room
Well, it has been a while since I’ve written much of anything in a public forum. Even my letters to family and friends have been sparse and intermittent as of late. The other day, I posted to LiveJournal for the first time in nearly a year, and realized just how much has happened in the [...]
11.15.2007
On Thursday, November 15th, 2007, Rio & I took a plane to Las Vegas. We spent the morning furiously packing, as we should have done the night before. In fact, when Rio called the cab, I accidentally broke the zipper off the bag I was using for our shower products that I was rushing to [...]
1+1=1
Rio squeezed my hand; I squeezed back. Our anxiety over the right words to say at that moment had been consuming us for the last half of the dinner, the way the last half of my overpriced macaroni and cheese remained uneaten in front of me. It was the first time he had ever met [...]
$100 Redemption
4 years ago. March 3rd, 2003. 3/3/03. We were supposed to get engaged that day. Instead, he took me out to dinner and gave me a necklace. I had lived in Delaware for over three years at that point. I made the decision to move back to California two days later, and two weeks later [...]
A Fierce Nostalgia For The Present
Looking at those photographs, I remembered how my parents had never said “I love you” to each other. How they had said only “I miss you.” At the time, I hadn’t been able to figure out what this meant. But now it seemed clear: this was how they defined their love—by how deeply they missed [...]