I pressed my naked hand harder on the glass. The cold was beginning to sting but I wanted my energetic neighbors to sense me before they left for the next powerline over: “Yes, yes, I am here too.”
Goodbye to one of the greats, poet Mary Oliver, who believed in the humanity of language and once wrote this: “When it’s over, I want to say all my life/ I was a bride married to amazement.”
During the holidays, I love to send Christmas cards to my family, but I’m always scrambling to find their addresses. Addresses I’ve been sending letters to for years. I just never write them down or save them. Because I am nothing if not inefficient!