In 2020, my mom brought me into her sewing room and told me that, when she died, she wanted her ashes scattered off of Antarctica. We didn’t talk about it again, and, after she died quite suddenly in 2022, my dad and brother were pret-ty surprised to learn about this request. Figuring out how to honor her wishes wasn’t easy, but in January we all went down and put her ashes into the Southern Ocean, as she’d asked. I wrote about it for
@nytmag , and the story is up online today and in print on (I think) the 29th. The link, it is in my bio. Writing the piece and going through the magazine’s editorial process was an amazing, harrowing, intense experience that I learned so much from and have lasting gratitude for. Thank you to Raha Naddaf, Ismail Muhammad, and
@liamiller for their care, their thoughtfulness, their astonishing attention to detail, and their kindness. This piece is the product of journeys upon journeys.