The Day After The day after; it’s been just a day, a single day. I went to bed early this evening because I was completely wiped out. Exhausted. All I wanted to do was to lie down, close my eyes, turn my brain off, and drift off to restful slumber. Well, I got some of it done, but the brain just wouldn’t quit. The last few days have been overwhelming for a number of reasons. And after a brief Continue Reading...
The Hug
The Hug May 20, 2013 Maybe it's just me, but while I was growing up, I guess I never really gave any thought to the fact that my heroes and I would ever be adults at the same time. Of course, back then, I didn't exactly think of my role models or my relatives as heroes either. Quite honestly, I didn't understand myself or my truest values very well either. I guess there are a couple Continue Reading...
Burdened Heart
Burdened Heart I sit here with a burdened heart, a lump in my throat, and tears in my eyes, unable to separate myself from my own thoughts. Dwelling not on the past, negative, or the dreary, I search for ways to share, to learn, to pray, and to heal. Maybe, just maybe, I’d be fortunate and blessed enough to help someone else along the way. Not that I need to, I am starting to lose track of the Continue Reading...
Pray for Boston
Pray for Boston. Continue Reading...
Generation Jumping
Generation Jumping April, 2013 ~ This weekend I drove my parents to New Brunswick, Canada, where my mom was born and raised. The trip was planned, and made, to visit with my Aunt Janette who is currently sick with cancer, in the hospital. We arrived in Woodstock late Friday afternoon and visited with family throughout the evening and even into the wee hours of the morning. Another aunt of Continue Reading...
Beautiful Innocence
I sit here at my keyboard tonight, trying to procure rationale from the chaotic swarm of thoughts swirling in my head; In doing so, I try to separate the thoughts of anger that bubble up in my attempts to understand the how and the why events like this can happen. Somewhere over time, I have tried to be better at facing the things that bind my mind and twist my intellectual limits to the maximum, Continue Reading...
Never Forget
I am re-blogging this piece in remembrance of 9/11/01. I have added only this paragraph and have deleted nothing. Just the same sentiments in remembrance. The crisp, clear, clean, cool morning this morning reminds me very much of that fateful morning 11 years ago. 11 years ago today, heroes weren't born, but rather emerged, as heroism was in so many who, through events beyond their control, were Continue Reading...
Huddled in the Dark
Huddled In The Dark Here's to hoping that one man's struggles can help out anotherI share these thoughts as my cure and to help my fellow sister or brother I sit here and let my mind go to the places where I once have beenMy eyes water at my humble story looking back to where I was then How can this that's so familiar be so foreign and so wrong?It's our weakness that the angel of darkness Continue Reading...