Everything That Happened

There was a moment last year when I was reminded of the essence of Ichigo Ichie in a profound way. It happened during my 81-year-old mom’s visit from Japan. Throughout her month-long stay in Michigan, she expressed multiple times,

“I think this is my last visit.”

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It is winter again as I write to you, and maybe it’s a good moment for embracing narratives that creep along less quickly than we’d like. My appreciation has grown for the slow and steady, for the small ever-present good, for the kind of love that is not easily tumbled by the elements, for the boring, even. These are the kind of stories and ways of

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