How does one fight for life but not cling to it? I came to this question in conversation with my wife a couple of weeks ago, and I’ve been mulling it since. On the one hand, we are each given but a single go at life in the bodies we know, but on the other…

Greetings folks, I write to you from the passenger seat of the family van, travelling west on I-40 from Knoxville to Nashville. I take that back. Now I’m in a different seat. I started this post 2 days ago, but I find myself finishing it in what seems my usual place for writing, a treatment…