I’m not really one for how-to guides. I’m more of a trial and error kind of person. Over the years, that approach has led to a number of small kitchen fires (including one I put out by filling my mouth with water and spraying it over the oven), a giant hole in the wall where the TV used to be mounted (oops), and dying my hair jet black during one ill-advised at-home salon experience while studying abroad (turns out my Italian was not good enough to understand the difference between 15 and 50 minutes to wait for the dye to…
February 25th is my late husband Jeff’s birthday. Jeff’s impact was outsized for just 36 years on earth, making everyone feel loved, heard, and respected.
His best friend put it best: he made it cool to be nice.
On his birthday, we honor Jeff by doing acts of kindness. Jeff was always checking in on those who may have been, or felt, forgotten. He lifted up colleagues, strangers, and friends with a silly joke or his goofy laugh or just a “hey, I’m thinking of you.” These days, it’s easy to be frustrated or angry with the state of the…
“I’m so sorry.”
That’s all he had to say when he slowly opened the white metal door that separated the ICU from the waiting room. We had been in that cramped, windowless room with no news for what felt like years, or no time at all. It was hour 36 at that hospital for me. I was still wearing the ratty pajamas I had on when I got the call that “your husband was hit by a semi-truck while riding his bike and you better come quick.” …
Kaylie Hanson Long
Fighter. Feminist. Resilient. Forever team @NARAL , @ChrisMurphyCT , @SenBlumenthal , @TheDemocrats
