One of my many memories of sharing time with you is when you decided that you wanted to write a story. As we began writing the story—titled "A Bad Sandwich"—I was impressed because you, at the young age of four, had a great command of grammar and the alphabet and required very little help from me with plot, sentence structure, or spelling.
You may remember that I read to you and your sister a short story that I wrote in the Spring of 1979. The title of the story is "The Gull And The Moon." It is a story about a young gull named Gilbrilian and his great adventure.
I wrote "Deconstructing Dad" to help me sort out some thoughts and feelings about the loss of my Dad and the settling of his affairs. This story was submitted to a short story contest held by the Washington Post Magazine in Spring 2008.
I wrote "The Little Box" as a gift to a dear friend who was a fellow
Stephen Minister at my church. She played a critical part in my healing after my separation from you. Three years later, the U.S. Navy decided to ship her and her husband off to San Diego, CA. The finished story was presented to her at the going away party. The story and the prayer included at the end of the piece was read to her in front of the Stephen Minister group.
I am, of course, the Little Box.
