My friend Lorie Yuhas is a wordsmith. She pounds rocks. Literally and figuratively. Let me tell you… it takes a special person to see beauty in some rocks. These are pieces… throwaways, if you will. Some can see it because they take the time and effort to look very close for the inclusions, scars, gems…
“The highest tribute to the dead is not grief but gratitude.” ― Thornton Wilder This is the second in my Gratitude series. Click for Gratitude Day One. Today I am grateful for one-of-a-kind, perhaps once-in-a-lifetime LOVE. The first time I met my Love was 30 October 2005. At Baker’s Square. Late in the evening. I was…
Awake at four am pondering universal questions I suppose it is right and fitting that I should ponder death and dying and the whys and wherefores 329 days after the death of my Love. On the front porch in my old ratty bathrobe while the dog is doing her morning business. But it is what…
“And who would you be and how would you feel and how would you live life if you decided to believe that God whatever you believe God to be [Good/Love] only allows each of us to die right on time? Regardless of the circumstances of our death. What if you decided to believe that it…
I am where I need to be in this moment in my life at this time in this space. People come into my life all at the right time — for a reason, for a season, or for a lesson to be learned. People also leave — but they were there at the right time…
Sleep why doth thou elude me? I went to bed at a reasonable hour and have been wide awake since 3:30ish am. Brain churning body burning I would substitute yearning but then the beast might start rattling its chain and all hell would break loose… So I’ll stick with the brain churning bit and leave…
“Perhaps this was a day of firsts. The day one dies, of course, is a first in any life.”― Dean Koontz, Saint Odd The first year the worst year the year of every day being the first every anniversary every holiday every everything every first is here in this blog for all to see nearly…
