For Tica, May 19, 1985 - April 16, 2007
I’m begging the indulgence of Willam, here, and of the AuthorScoop readership, to post a link that isn’t really 
writing-related at all, except for that I wrote it.
A branch of my family is hurting. Today is the three year anniversary of the loss of Theresa Vasold. The thousand-and-some days in between these markers is feeling quite long and, for some, she feels very far away.
When I came home from her funeral, I wrote an essay on what I’d learned there. Here’s the link to Past Tense for anyone who might be interested, and I’d thank you for reading it, if you’re so inclined.
But mostly, I thank you for allowing me to hijack this little moment from you, wherever you are. In the thirty seconds you read this, you cast a thought for a beautiful girl you’ll never get to meet. As part of her family, I appreciate it. Thank you.
AuthorScoop
April 17th, 2010 at 1:40 am
Perhaps it is no small coincidence that two years ago today, I lost my father to cancer. Young or old, the loss of presence and present tense is profound, perhaps even a little unforgivable.
His great gift was self-effacing humor in a world that no longer laughs at itself. We are at once bereft of laughter and perspective. Two years down the road and we are still diminished by his passing.