Pamela Capone's Blog

On my bike at a stop sign, I was ping-ponging my neck, patiently waiting for the gap in traffic so that I could zip across the busy intersection. Two elite-athlete-looking cyclists in spandex pulled up to my left. Decked out in full kit and fully fit, they could have just come from a cover shoot ... Read more

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I fell asleep last night, moments after being inspired by Aubrey’s Instagram post. In the photo, the beautiful young woman with the beaming smile had her arms spread, displaying, “embracing” the massive quantity of empty prescription bottles covering a coffee table. She eloquently and vulnerably wrote that she both resented and was grateful for these ... Read more

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“The Lord God is subtle, but malicious he is not.” — Albert Einstein   This past Sunday, my pastor mentioned his affinity for the Irish Goodbye. Same here. I like to think he and I have a lot in common, but his brain and heart are way bigger than mine. Joey’s Earth exit was an Irish Goodbye, and in that ... Read more

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Every part of this was unexpected (the podcast AND the fallen tree). And then while listening to this podcast, my sneaky tears blindsided me even more. I asked myself, Why was I crying?—and I knew the answer. Hearing it gave me that sense of being fully known (my love language)— even by a non-human AI-generated ... Read more

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As old as I am, I’m still bad at math and count on my fingers. That’s okay because these digits that have touched the world, and no one counts that high anyway. Just yesterday, I was fourteen when I asked my mom if I could wear mascara, and she said, “Let’s start with Vaseline.” So, ... Read more

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“In order to catch a wave, the planets have to align . . . not to mention so many other things that must come together in perfect synchronicity. You have to successfully navigate around other surfers, spot a rideable wave, properly anticipate the speed of the wave, paddle your arms like crazy and get into ... Read more

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“I finally reminded myself that there is simply no way to truly comprehend the struggles of another.” —Kirsten Mickelwait, The Ashtrays are Full and the Glasses are Empty   I fell mute. After Joey died, stringing together a few words felt impossible. As of today, it’s been thirty-one months, and my ability to hold a ... Read more

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“I finally reminded myself that there is simply no way to truly comprehend the struggles of another.” —Kirsten Mickelwait, The Ashtrays are Full and the Glasses are Empty   I fell mute. After Joey died, stringing together a few words felt impossible. As of today, it’s been thirty-one months, and my ability to hold a conversation ... Read more

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I remember my first encounter with a tumbleweed tornado as a child. I wasn’t afraid. I was mesmerized. I’m no Brick Tamland, the weatherman from “Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy.” I can’t articulate the differences between a dust devil, a hurricane, a cyclone, or a tornado. Let’s say there’s more to it than the ... Read more

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As a professional people watcher, evidence gatherer, and dot connector, I was on duty at the hair salon when I overheard a conversation between two women. “Have you ever been to Hearst Castle? It’s beautiful.” “Hurts Castle?” “Hearst Castle.” “Hurts Castle?” “Huuuuuurst Castle.” She had never been. I’ve never visited Hearst Castle, either—not exactly—but I’ve ... Read more

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