A glimpse into the chaos.
“My Least Favorite Things”* A Parody Big crowds and mingling and public speaking Car accidents, asthma attacks and not breathing Driving in snow and snowy anything These are a few of my least favorite things Dentists and doctors and bowel … Continue Reading
Only four more minutes and he can get up. That’s the rule. No earlier than 7:00. A small stream of light comes through his window already, where the blinds don't quite touch, and he can hear some shuffling noises on … Continue Reading
Eight years later, the world still moves as if nothing ever happened. Outside the dirty window of the dark bar, people shuffle along the sidewalk, kicking the snow as they sip their hot chocolate or black coffee or decaf, skinny … Continue Reading
This time of year is tough, managing families work expectations. The biggest difficulty is needing to say no. But no is outside the range of allowable responses, regardless of need. Not … Continue Reading
I have a lot written that I could post. But I’m not convinced I should always put my feelings out there – as I feel them. Some of the edges are raw, and not in a good way. Other … Continue Reading
She hardly looks up as she walks. But she’s not unfriendly; she sneaks glances at the cars when they pass by, and when people wave to her, her small frame seems to grow almost two inches as she waves back. … Continue Reading
We went to a wedding reception recently and Jeff won a prize for knowing the couple really well. We had never met the groom before that day, but it seems that Jeff is a good guesser. The prize was one … Continue Reading
I had met her many years earlier. She didn’t like me then, and from what I could tell when she recognized me as I walked into the coffee shop on Fourth Street near the park, that hadn’t changed. So many … Continue Reading
It is barely December, but I’ve already been kind of a Scrooge this year. Not because I don’t like Christmas or family or [fill-in-the-blank]. I just don’t feel it. I’m ready for January to come so all of … Continue Reading
I could crack the air in half if I could grab hold of it – a smooth line at the break, each piece a seamless fit.The ice on the hard ground used to be a softer snow, but now … Continue Reading