Spring has sprung, the grass is riz I wonder where the birdie is The bird is on the wing Oh how absurd, the wing is on the bird. As I looked up in the sky The bird dropped whitewash in my eye I didn’t laugh, I didn’t cry I just thanked God that cows don’t … More Day Five and Life is–Good?!?
Day one-post-op hits, and I wake up. Not sure I want to-and it is a good thing I have a high pain tolerance, as I call for a push of Delaudit and some anti-nausea meds to be pushed into my IV line. I also get a shot of heparin at this time. 20 minutes later … More Oh…WTF have I done?
Monday, March 28th, 0530 hours. I received a call from Ashley (my fantastic eldest daughter) to let me know that she and her sister were running about 5 minutes late due to the evil weather and crappy drivers. They were determined to get to me and get me to my best chance at health and … More No Going Back Now…
This is something I wanted to work on for a while—I posted the topic on facebook but only got one response-asking basically who I met or was talking about. I was talking about the two folks in the story, who came to visit me in a dream not that long ago. So, I set … More Dangerous Eyes-a SERIOUSLY short story
Yesterday tested my skills in friendship more than they have been in quite a while. A friend lay in his hospital bed, after a surgery that may help him become less horribly ill–CHF, cirrhosis of the liver, his body wracked with imbalances and poisons of his own making, and being attended by a hovering ex … More Friendship is a Complicated Hot Mess
When I grew up, There was no internet, there were no cell phones–not even a Sony Walkman (look that up kids and Gens X and Y). We listened to the radio, played cassette tapes, 8-track tapes and phonographs (by my time we had 33 1/3 and 45 speed. 78 was long gone. We played board games, learned … More The Electronic Illusion
Sometimes we go through life without second chances, or even a single break; never knowing what may have been. Last Thursday, I got a peek behind that curtain of uncertainty. Jimmy. God-he was 17 to my 21 when last we met. Or even spoke, for that matter. Jimmy was my very first kiss. Quiet, gentle, … More I wouldst follow thee for evermore
So what is love? Is it that chemical response that you get ever time you see your lover? Could it be the doing of thankless jobs and deeds for others known and unknown? Perhaps it is the feelings you have for your children, spouse or cats. Mayhap… perchance… it is more. When we are born, hormones are … More It’s the Power of Love…
So the story goes like this: I just got out of the hospital. I thought I had 2 weeks to build this box. This is the most special box ever to come into being–this is the box that will hold my mother’s cremains until Jesus comes back. Literally. In the kitchen, in various states of … More Saying Goodbye…Twice
The etymology of English words has long been of fascination to me. The nunnery that Hamlet spoke of is most oft believed to be a convent. Poor Ophelia, had she not drowned herself, would have found a far more active life ahead of her then perpetual prayer–a nunnery was a brothel. Ophelia would not have … More Get Thee to a Nunnery