Tapping on keys, missing the way writing allowed thoughts to coalesce, missing how writing informed… Read the postThe Hours of Innocence and Ignorance
Tapping on the keyboard, I remember why I have avoided sitting down to write, new… Read the post“That Experience of Justin”
Dear Justin, Thirty-two years ago your dad and I were in the labor and delivery… Read the postThat Flutter Heart Thing
Dear God, At times we are unfriended and don’t even realize it until we miss… Read the postUnfriending God
“How did you start, where did you begin?” A question that I have been asked… Read the postWhere It All Began…
Easing back out into public is always a challenge. Hard to integrate back in, doesn’t… Read the postA post of a different color….
Yeah, people say some odd things at funerals. But the above comment made at the… Read the postWhat a waste of an education, I mean all that money wasted….
The first of September is tomorrow, it is too much for me to comprehend. I… Read the postThe First of September
I have started, derailed, started over, and derailed so many times today. Falling back to… Read the postShadowboxing…
