I recently wrote another piece about my little sister Lydia, who left us all too soon and who I think about every single day. I miss her dearly. Writing about her helps. Kind of. I’ll never be over her loss as long as I live, but writing about her at least provides a momentary catharsis. The Atlantic published my latest offering about her and I’m beyond honored. It’s a publication that I’ve always respected and admired. Here’s a link: Ghosts I’ve Known.