Reflections & Stories

In the midst of death, what do you really see? When you find yourself standing among those who are grieving, what comes to mind? You feel their pain, your heart aches with them; even when, to be sincere, you did not know the one who has passed away personally. You stand there, holding a hand, offering a hug, and you realize that the only reason you can relate is because at some point in your life, you, too, have tasted grief. You have buried someone who mattered to you, and t

I walked those streets with a new schedule, a different rhythm. The empty spaces on the platform felt louder, the distant hum of the train a reminder of what had passed Another day, and it’s the usual; here I am sitting with a novel in my hands. The fifty-minute ride to work couldn’t be spent any better; it’s boring, nothing exciting to look at outside. It’s been months riding the same train; there is nothing new to see. As I turn to page 82 of my book, which lacks traditiona