Joyful Sorrow - a Column by Kristin Neva

Last week, the winds shifted, bringing plumes of smoke from wildfires in Minnesota’s Boundary Waters and Canada across Lake Superior to Michigan’s Keweenaw Peninsula. While our lives and homes are not at risk, unlike those in the areas burning, the smoke still affects daily life. It’s especially concerning for people…

A couple months ago, I planted zinnia and strawflower seeds in two plastic bins and set them in the sunlight under our patio window in my dining room. I’ve grown vegetables from seeds in the past, but never flowers. Vegetables feel practical because food is necessary to sustain life, while…

I’ve recently started meeting with a therapist through telehealth to try to better cope with life as my husband’s caregiver. Todd is homebound now, so we have been more isolated, which is hard on my mental health. It’s stressful to always be on duty, ready to move an arm,…

Last summer, a large limb on our old mountain ash died, and this spring, our teenage son cut it off, leaving only one limb coming out of the stump of a once beautiful tree. “Is it time to take it down?” I asked my husband, Todd. “I think so,” he…

My husband, Todd, and I just finished watching the TV series “Person of Interest,” about a type of super artificial intelligence (AI) that predicts crime. The series, which ran from 2011 to 2016, was prescient about current issues resulting from AI and mass surveillance. In the penultimate episode, one of…

As I prepared to shower my husband, Todd, who is paralyzed due to ALS, I asked his smart speaker to play “Hurt” by Johnny Cash, and after that finished, I asked it to play similar songs. As I shaved Todd’s head, a song I’d never heard before came…