It’s good to be busy; it’s good to have things to do.

There’s a silver lining to this week’s episode of the grief coaster.

I long for my simple kind of life, with known rhythms and routines.

Yesterday was our little girl’s birthday.

The process of prep, cooking, and serving speaks to me deeply.

The amount of dynamic change since our last Anniversary is hard to catalog.

I loved sitting at the dining room table with Beth, dividing the stack of cards

The rowing master announces, “I have good news and bad news."

Traditionally, Thanksgiving has been a somewhat odd, if not awkward, holiday for us.

The last month or so has been really nice. I love being up at the lake and watching the season change from fall to winter.

Beth loved bikes—we both did. Bikes became a pivotal ingredient in our lives and many of our travel adventures.

I’ve never been a big fan of Halloween. Don’t know why. I liked getting candy, so once I was responsible for my costume, I routinely did...

I made my fourth trip to Healdsburg, this time by bike.

Our life together was like a dream. A very good dream.

Grief Tour 2024 resumed this week, heading to Maine.

Water, in both its frozen and liquid states, has been a constant in our lives.

In the off-season, the lifeguard towers are empty. They stand like silent sentinels over a quiet coastline.

I’m feeling particularly grateful right now. It’s a nice feeling as the weekend rolls around.

I gently placed the tonearm on the vinyl, enjoying the moment quite a bit

Looking back over my daily notes, it’s another consistent week of general happiness.