By Emalyn Remington Without a doubt, Vincent Van Gogh’s most famous painting is Starry Night. It was Rob’s favorite for sure, and while I do really love it, I prefer … Continue Reading Love, Sweetpea
By, Emalyn Remington My dad didn’t get to read this poem. We talked about me writing it, but I kept putting it off. Maybe it was because the idea of … Continue Reading I’m Gonna Watch You Shine, Gonna Watch You Grow.
by Emalyn Remington I want to share a holiday anecdote with you. It was November 1999: my first Thanksgiving. I was around eight months old and my parents decided that … Continue Reading Cold Turkey
By, Emalyn Remington My father was homeless before he died. No, he wasn’t living in a tent or a camper in someone’s backyard. He wasn’t seeking shelter from the ever … Continue Reading The Art of Giving
My father was a black belt- and yes, he bragged about it often. Even now, as I write this entry, I know that he’s beaming with pride over his achievements … Continue Reading Just for Kicks
By Emalyn Remington I wasn’t really into comic books as a kid. While I loved graphic novels and appreciated the work that goes into creating comics, I always felt alienated … Continue Reading Understanding Eric Draven
I moved back to Vermont this past weekend to resume this semester of Zoom University, and on my drive back I was captivated by the autumnal beauty of New England. … Continue Reading My Week With the King
By Emalyn Remington My father died on March 29, 2020 at 9:36 pm alone in a hospital bed in Florida. Because of the pandemic, we were unable to travel and … Continue Reading Good Grief: Getting to Know My Father Through Art