Too often we create home based on what we’ve known and what’s familiar. But that’s not always what’s best. True comfort often requires us to move beyond the past.
I can write and talk about Mom at length on any other day, but on this day, I don’t know what to say. So I give you the words of Terry Tempest Williams.
The old women we know as grandmothers, great aunts, and elderly neighbors were once young. And they have stories to tell, if we will listen.
The role of the Father—at least archetypally—is to encourage the child to leave home, to have an adventure and discover a new world for themselves. He prepares the child to become an adult and find home separate from Mom.
“My story starts where every man’s story starts: with mom.” Mom is our very first home. Every one of us began our lives in our mother’s womb. Here we were nurtured, fed, protected, and grew until we were old enough, developed enough, to leave… Continue Reading “Mom is a Metaphor for Home”
“These are our great elderly who are dying. That they should go like this, it’s deeply unjust.”  According to statista.com, as of last night there are now almost 60,000 reported cases of Covid-19 in Italy. 74% of those infected are over the age… Continue Reading “Coronavirus in Italy, Part 2: Death, Age, and Identity”