What did I want my family to do — ignore my birthday entirely? Not buy a cake and thus abandon family tradition? That’d feel even worse
I look at the shimmering blue Danube and all I can see is blood. In my head, faraway screams, whimpering children, takkatakkatakkatakka — gunshots, and blood
Just 12 hours before flight time, my doctor put down his otoscope and calmly informed me I wasn’t going anywhere for at least two weeks
When I am measuring, measuring, measuring, there is no way I can appreciate the delight of my daughter
There’s no longer any need to keep up “Bubby, what do you do all day?” asks my eight-year-old granddaughter. This is the same child who, when I told her I hope to dance at her children’s weddings, told me in no uncertain terms, “You won’t be alive by then.” For a moment, I’d been
