When the Sunflowers Bloom Again: Death of a Memory

Better by far you should forget and smileThan that you should remember and be sad —Christina Rossetti, “Remember” One midsummer day, my grandfather called from Korea. Without preamble, he asked if I could come home. I knew at once that something was wrong. He hated the thought of his granddaughter spending money and making the … Continue reading When the Sunflowers Bloom Again: Death of a Memory

“I’m ready—please remove me.” : Death of a cell

We are always dying. Even today, 50 billion pieces of you died. Those 50 billion cells of yours that died today always knew this day would come. Their death was by design, programmed in the beginning. Your recently departed cells didn’t resist death. Not only did they accept it triumphantly, they also made sure even … Continue reading “I’m ready—please remove me.” : Death of a cell