Blame

Today is the three-year anniversary of my having taken my son to the emergency room because of sporadically-strange behavior.  Within hours, he was diagnosed with a brain tumor, assumed to be malignant; he was admitted for further tests which confirmed a glioma blastoma.  Thirty-one days later, he was dead. I blame myself: why hadn’t I […]

On Grief

I have come to understand a good deal about grief and loss, surely more than I ever wanted to.

Paying Forward

In 1988, when my father was 85 and sick, he was told that he would have to go to a nursing home for full-time care.  Instead, he asked to “go home” to the Philippines.  He had left there in 1922, come to America to study agriculture with the intention of returning home to take over […]