I make popcorn the old-fashioned way. My dad’s way. I heat the oil. The perfect hot. Then I sprinkle kernels across. Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Scatter but don’t double-stack. Then the dance begins. Watching. Right hand – lifting and shaking the pan. Return to the heat. Repeat. Shaking Shaking Shaking Metal and …
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Drove my Chevy to the levy
Almost three years ago I began this blog, partly as a place to write my way through the grief I was experiencing after losing my father on Valentine’s Day, 2019. I wrote my way through denial, pain, anger, and depression. Eventually, I found acceptance. Even when I wasn't writing about my dad, writing helped me …