A Year in the Death 4/1/21
This Sunday, America’s 205 million Christians will celebrate Easter, a holiday that commemorates Christ’s supposed resurrection from the dead. As an atheist, I don’t believe in the Christian resurrection story. …
A Year In the Death 3/29/21
Exactly one week ago this afternoon I stopped by my local King Soopers to pick up a few things after my swim workout at Lifetime Fitness.
In a matter of minutes, I had chosen my fruit, crab, and milk, said hello to a number…
A Year in the Death 2/23/21
My vehicle battery died this morning.
I was in the parking lot at our veterinarian’s office in Boulder and left the radio and heat on during our 10-year-old Golden Retriever Athena’s acupuncture treatment. I did so because I had our nine-year-old Golden (Apollo) with…
A Year in the Death 2/22/21
Although it is often attributed incorrectly to Mark Twain, it was the legendary lawyer Clarence Darrow who once observed:
“I’ve never killed a man. But I’ve read a number of obituaries with great pleasure.”
A Year in the Death 2/1/21
“I think this is it,” my sister said softly through her tears.
It was Sunday, January 28, 2018, and I was standing outside of the Hangout in Gulf Shores, AL watching the waves crash onto the beach. I had just finished running The Big…
A Year in the Death 1/28/21
Here, in the home of the brave
And the land of the free
The first word that baby learns is “more”…
It’s a nation of noses pressed up against the glass
They’ve seen it on the TV
And they want it pretty fast
“Megan has cancer.”
I could barely make out my wife’s words over the telephone because she was trying to form them while simultaneously crying, gasping for breath, and literally howling in sorrow. Never before had I experienced such powerful emotions in Kathy. And I hope I never will again.
A Year in the Death 1/22/21
A Year in the Death 1/21/21
This is my first post in two weeks. And while I hadn’t planned on sharing every daily contemplation during this year-long series on death, I certainly hadn’t planned on this long of a break either. But I didn’t have a choice.
On the morning…