I observed so many humbling moments, bizarre conversations and quiet acts of dignity and kindness that I took notes, knowing I had to do something with what I was witnessing.
By JIM McKEEVER
Ten years ago, during the welcoming ceremony for incoming students at my youngest son’s college, a speaker read a poem that ends with a question.
Many of you will recognize it, perhaps have claimed it as a mantra.
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”
Since that day I have been a fan of Mary Oliver, buying and borrowing books to visit and revisit her poems — “Wild Geese,” “The Summer Day,” “The Journey” and many others.
How does one reply to Oliver’s question? (Or is it a challenge, a dare?)
Long before I had heard of Oliver, my answer was taking shape.
In 2003, I took three months of Family Leave to help my mother move into a nursing home. She would remain there for the next 3 1/2 years —…
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