There are moments when I think Sunny’s first year went by fast, then I stumble across an old photo or text and my perception of those early months unfolds like an accordion and I’m stunned to recall the depth and variety of experiences I underwent, the majority of which have now been lost to me, and which may be recalled only in bits and pieces... See more

Back home in Chicago, my parents grew old. I didn’t see this happening and neither did they. They were busy birdwatching, attending new plays, trying new restaurants. Our relationship had mellowed and warmed with time. But then my father, my sweet, strong, and only father—he began to die, and then he died. Words that still don’t sound true five... See more

Lately time has been moving too fast. The places I used to frequent are all closed, my brother grows a head taller every time I see him, all my friends are moving away, doors and empty apartments spinning in their wake. The map of my life is getting larger, choices feel weightier. All the things I vowed to love forever have changed, and I’m

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