Tag: Nana

It All Goes By So Fast, Matthew

A few years ago, Nana and I were talking about how life was when she was a kid. It was a very different world on the farm where she grew up. In the middle of her story, Nana paused and looked at me and said, “It all goes by so fast, Matthew.” She was right. ...

Blindness, Shape, and Modality

“The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend.” Henri Bergson A few years ago I was showing my Nana pictures on my phone and though she looked at the phone it wasn’t obvious she understood what she was looking at. It was as if she was just looking at the phone and ...

The Valley of the Shadow of Death

We were at my Nana’s house watching TV when I had this strange feeling that the air was being sucked out of the room. I yelled for everyone to get down on the floor and I covered them with blankets. Then, all of the windows in the house exploded inward and there was this overpowering ...

Turtles Never Finish the Race

I was flipping through the latest New Scientist magazine last week when I stumbled across yet another article claiming that a final theory of everything was just around the corner. Each time I see one of these articles I’m reminded of the endless stream of biology and physics professors lined up for their chance to ...

Nana is my Mom’s Mom …

and my grandmother. In a reality of divorce, cross-country moves, and a new school every year, my Nana and her little home in Kentucky have been unlikely pillars in my life. The only place I can go to as an adult that I remember as a child. The only person I remember as a child ...