Meditations on Loving and Losing

Two hands (farewell touch lovers)

Lost, but Not for Words Marcus and Maria, like many embattled couples, arrive in my office and head for opposite ends of the couch. Their simultaneous plop-down strikes me as the most coordinated effort they’ve mustered in months. In unison, each hugs the armrest as though they might be able to stretch the underlying structure… Continue reading Meditations on Loving and Losing