Respite in Portugal
From the blog that became the book Ordinary Magic — a mother’s cancer journey, a pilgrimage, and a son’s witness to it all. Continue reading
From the blog that became the book Ordinary Magic — a mother’s cancer journey, a pilgrimage, and a son’s witness to it all. Continue reading →
Heading home. The boots are wrecked, the pack is lighter, and something fundamental has shifted. The Camino doesn’t let you go unchanged. Continue reading →
Back home from the Camino, still fighting. The pilgrimage is over but the journey through illness continues. Continue reading →
Grief: honest, unedited, unresolved. What it actually feels like when the person who knew you best is no longer there. Continue reading →
Back home from the Camino, still fighting. The pilgrimage is over but the journey through illness continues. Continue reading →
Back home from the Camino, still fighting. The pilgrimage is over but the journey through illness continues. Continue reading →
Two days to go before the Camino begins. The anticipation is almost unbearable — and so is the fear that she won’t be ready. Continue reading →
Cheers and kindness from strangers on the road. The Camino is famous for this: the generosity of people going the same way. Continue reading →
On Auschwitz and cancer — two confrontations with mortality that live in different centuries but ask the same essential questions. Continue reading →