The Long Haul
April 18, 2016, by Kristin Neva My faith is shaken when I’m sleep-deprived. Immobile in bed, Todd’s joints ache, and he calls me to turn him. I wake in the…
April 18, 2016, by Kristin Neva My faith is shaken when I’m sleep-deprived. Immobile in bed, Todd’s joints ache, and he calls me to turn him. I wake in the…
March 24, 2016, by Todd Neva Kristin’s father, David Edward Siirtola, passed away a couple days ago. This photo epitomizes who he was, although he only wore that suit once…
November 23, 2015, by Kristin Neva I try to practice gratitude. I have a long list of things for which I am thankful: Being married to my best friend. The…
September 29, 2015, by Kristin Neva Sara jumped off the court and threw the ball into the basket, winning a round of lightning. She turned to me and smiled, and…
September 7, 2015, by Todd Neva “How does it feel to be six?” Kristin asked Isaac last Monday. “You know, I’m almost seven,” he said. “Oh no, don’t rush it.”…
June 21, 2015 by Todd Neva “If you don’t want him to hit you, then don’t smile,” Kristin said after I told Isaac to stop hitting me in the stomach.…
May 3, 2015, by Kristin Neva “Did you think I was as old as you?!” He looked at me incredulously. Ouch. I was at a coffee shop with a writing…
April 26, 2015, by Todd Neva I used to fly. If I thought too hard about it, I’d drop to the ground. I simply had to believe I could fly,…
March 3, 2015, by Todd Neva “What happened to you?” a small voice asked this man whom she met at eye level on a boardwalk at Bond Falls. “I got…
August 19, 2014, by Todd Neva “What happened to you?” I’ve been asked that question, or some variation of it, many times by people I meet. “I got sick,” I…