Monday I played tennis on two hours of sleep. My dog Brutus — 12 years old — had been up […]

There’s a thing that happens when you get a diagnosis. Or when a relationship ends. Or when the job disappears,

There’s a moment nobody warns you about. It’s not the diagnosis. It’s not the hardest day of treatment. It’s not

I was serving for the set. 5-3, 40-30. Match point territory. The kind of moment you’ve been building toward for

Yesterday I lost a tennis match I should have won. I won the first set 6-0. Had match point in

Most of this year I thought I was chasing goals. The job. The relationship. The body. The finances. I had

My doubles partner turned to me mid-tiebreaker and apologized. We were down 4-6, 6-4. The match tiebreaker had barely started

I was at sectionals last weekend when a kid came up and asked how I was doing. His name is

I didn’t notice it was gone until it was gone. That’s the thing about emotional weight. You carry it so

Saturday I beat a guy 6-0, 6-0 in a league singles match. The other team watched. After the match, one