Some days go by and my thoughts race and erase with the pace of fleeting time. Then there are days like today when I see things that are no longer in front of my eyes. Continue Reading...
On My Mind and More
Well, sometimes I look at Facebook, and I respond literally to the question: "What's on your mind?" Today I had a whole slew of answers, some of which I verbalized into the empty room surrounding me. Mostly they were superficial and not predicated on anything too important. Continue Reading...
The Standard is Falling, but He Answered His Calling
I know I'm not the first, nor the last, to have a parent in a nursing home. Still, it's a first for me. Dad is in a nursing home. Since the surgical procedure to insert a shunt back in December, Dad has been home for just a fraction of time. There are a litany of health reasons why he is where he is. I share this because it has been tearing me up. Seeing him as he is has been tough. I want to Continue Reading...
There Is Love In Those Eyes
In short, my Dad is in a nursing home. There's a litany of health reasons why he is where he is. I share this because it has been tearing me up. Tears stream down my face night after night. Why? Because it's my Dad. It's him sitting there. It's the guy I couldn't stand to be away from as a boy. Maybe I could walk, but still he'd carry me, because I was his boy, and there was love that parents Continue Reading...
And I write…
And I Write... Sometimes I just want to sit and cry. Sometimes I do. Usually when the feeling strikes me like it has today, I sit and I write. Continue Reading...