• grief

    being milton

    by  • August 3, 2018 • family, gratitude, grief • 9 Comments

    As far back as I can go in my memory, I remember my father talking about his dad dying at age fifty-seven. No Cunningham male had lived beyond that age, which meant my father was in his mid-twenties when his father died.  Just before he turned fifty-seven and I was in my mid-twenties, Dad...

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    advent journal: highway song

    by  • December 21, 2017 • advent journal, gratitude, grief • 2 Comments

    highway song here is a well-traveled metaphor: life is a highway but not an interstate more of a two-lane blacktop that hits all the lights in every small town an intentional inconvenience that makes you decide to stop at one of those roadside cafés a filling station of the heart where whoever comes up...

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