My mother died of glioblastoma in May 2002. It’s the very same kind of almost-always fatal brain cancer that U.S. Senator John McCain is now fighting.
In the few short months between Mom’s…diagnosis and her death, her illness took away all the things that made her a person — first, her sharpness, then her empathy, and then her logic. And then nothing, because in the weeks before her death, my mother — a longtime and much beloved college administrator — stopped talking altogether. To be diagnosed with cancer… >> Read More
“Mommy, can I ask you a question?” my 6-year-old daughter, Maya, pipes up from the back seat after a delightfully long silence on the way back from a recent camping trip.
I check to make sure…her 3-year-old brother is still napping (he is) and watch through the rearview mirror as my daughter marks her place in the book she was reading, the latest in the Junie B Jones series. I sense a Big Question is on the way. That line from Ed Sheeran’s song, “Castle on the Hill” suddenly feels… >> Read More