Author: thepathtoworthy

The song I’m going to talk about today is perhaps my favorite song on the album. It didn’t just feel like a song for me. It felt like an anthem. It felt like a calling card. It felt like an invitation to sing and dance and celebrate all the surviving I’ve done over the last… Continue reading The Week After- Day #3.

Hola. Welcome to NOT Monday. I was talking to a good friend about some of what I’ve been battling with lately and I said “I know it’s not the end of the world, but it feels really shitty.” If I was really owning what I’ve been feeling, I would say “shit, I know it’s not… Continue reading The Week After- Day #2

I’ve been thinking so much the last couple of days. Thinking about what it means to get older. What friendship means. What loyalty means. What it means to face the fear of losing people. What it means to lose people. It’s been a contemplative time generally (COVID quarantine = LOTS of thinking time) but this… Continue reading The Week After- Day #1

I will often get laughed at because of my great love for audiobooks, specifically books on cd. In fact, when I told the car dealer I wanted to pay extra to have a cd player in my newly leased car, he bit back a chuckle as he quoted me the price. He explained the benefit… Continue reading Ode to My Gram – Day #5

For as long as she was a person who could communicate readily with me, Harriet made it known that the world is wide and invites exploration. She was always such a cultured human. She explored the world in so many ways. Not just her vast domestic and global travel, but also in the way that… Continue reading Ode to My Gram- Day #4

Harriet’s seasoning was epic. The stuff of legend. Her second significant other in life, Burt, used to joke around that nothing caused him greater stress than Harriet’s great love of seasoning. He liked things blander. Quieter. Less flavorful. Everything at the opposite end of the spectrum from where Gram lived. I was at the dinner… Continue reading Ode to My Gram- Day #3.

This next one has been tough for me for most of my life. Not because I didn’t agree with Gram in her ‘relentless pursuit of relationships’ but because I did and this paradigm has often caused me pain. To be fair, it caused her pain too. She was often disappointed by people or hurt by… Continue reading Ode to Gram- Day #2

My grandmother, Harriet Heller, is slipping away from me. She has been for some time now. This is difficult for me for all the reasons that it is for others and then, also, for so many other reasons. I’ve been somewhat manic in my desire to pull out old photographs and letters. To remember what… Continue reading Ode to My Gram- Day #1

Hello there. Welcome to this rainy Friday. Well, it’s rainy here in New York anyway. As promised today is the ‘what’s next’ portion of this adventure. On one hand, that exploration feels silly because it’s pretty fucking evident that we have no idea what life is going to throw at us. I mean, we never… Continue reading What’s Next…

Eddie Murphy was once quoted as saying that he spent his thirties “fixing everything [he] broke in his twenties.” I love that because my experience wasn’t or isn’t so different. Don’t get me wrong. I fixed things so that I could fuck other stuff up. But maybe that’s the way all of this works. We… Continue reading Decade #4