My thoughts and feelings on life without my dad, so far
“How’s your mom?” is one of the most difficult questions for me to answer, and I’m asked fairly frequently–by friends I haven’t seen or spoken to in a while, by people who work at the spa we used to go to together all the time, by in-laws. After all this time, I still just do … More How’s your mom?
I keep reading these books that I don’t realize will completely crush my soul until it’s too late, and I am not one to abandon a book once I start it. Crying in H Mart is an autobiography of a musician I’d never heard of–Michelle Zauner, lead singer of Japanese Breakfast—but I instantly cared deeply … More Crying in H Mart
Hi Dad. It’s been quite a while since I could muster up the strength and energy to do something like this. Even after all this time, if I talk or think about you for too long, I start to feel the shake in my voice and the sting in my eyes, and I have to … More Your grandson, and other updates
It is easy to mourn the lives we aren’t living. Well, the latest work book club selection was another depressing little doozy. To be clear, it’s about someone battling depression, and the story has some really sad parts, but I really enjoyed it. The Midnight Library by Matt Haig is about 30something Nora Seed giving … More The Midnight Library
Today would have been my dad’s 71st birthday. Yesterday I went to two birthday parties, tomorrow I’ll go to work, today I’ve done pretty much nothing. It’s just another Sunday. June 19, 2016 was the sixth Father’s Day I’ve spent without my dad. The day before that I went to a graduation party, the next day … More Just Another Day
If you were here, you would be beside yourself knowing I now work and live in New York City. You would come up with every and any excuse to come in for work (but you might actually be retired by now) or for fun when really all you want to do is check up on … More If You Were Here
He had this maroon leather jacket. It was his “fancy” winter coat, sort of shiny, sort of bomber-style and sort of hideous. He must have worn it when he picked me up from the airport because these days I cannot get off a plane in Newark (I travel a fair amount) without picturing him waiting … More Father’s Day
I am thankful for the beach. I am thankful for Zoe. I am thankful for my sister and for my mom, and for the time I had with my dad. I am thankful for being just like my father. I am thankful for sweat pants. I am thankful for golden retrievers, Archie in particular. I … More Thankful
Katie Boe 