Loop. Time. Meaning. Funny. Cast. Dark. Sweet. Dance. Cave. Yes.
Witty. Writing. Ronan. Metcalf. Youth. Independence. Quirky. Family. Individuality. YES.
Hunt. Relationships. Control. Sweet. Subtle. Painful. Angsty. Ramon. Predictable. yes.
We, unaccustomed to courageexiles from delightlive coiled in shells of lonelinessuntil love leaves its high holy templeand comes into our sightto liberate us into life.Love arrivesand in its train come ecstasiesold memories of pleasureancient histories of pain.Yet if we are bold,love strikes away the chains of fearfrom our souls.We are weaned from our timidityInContinue reading “Maya”
Here we are, the final day of thanks for the month of November. I think every day, in my normal life, I say a mental and emotional thank you for something… the way my honey laughs, the excited way the pups greet me every time I walk in a room, the smiles of my grandsons,Continue reading “Thankful Everyday – The Thirtieth”
I’m actually sitting here at a loss for words. Shocking. Yesterday I was jumping up and down, crying, pumping my fists in the air, and trying to mouth the words, “it passed!” to K who was on the phone in a meeting for work. It was a comedy of sorts. She involved in her meeting,Continue reading “Love”
I’m sentimental, empathetic, and very in tune with the feelings of others. Always have been. It’s the thing that makes me cry during silly commercials, sporting events, and when I hear a song on the radio that makes me think of someone I love. I feel things deeply. All things. Sometimes this makes it hard,Continue reading “A Thousand Years”
I had the great idea to write this lovely post all about how much you mean to me, have meant to me, and all the ways you continue to be amazing, but now that I’m sitting here at the keyboard I’m a bit lost. Let’s just start with how much you make me smile… andContinue reading “An Open Letter to My Honey”
There are many exciting things about our upcoming move…. new place, new things to explore, jumping off point for many other locales, new house to decorate and organize and live in, and most of all… a grandson and kids to hang out with and love. All so great. Then there are the people here thatContinue reading “Denial”
We were making dinner tonight (orange sesame chicken, cheddar garlic mashed potatoes, steamed carrots and cauliflower, and green beans), and while we were in the process we were also unloading the dishwasher and washing the dishes/loading the dishwasher. Suddenly Karen says to me, hey, you know something that annoys me… it annoys me when someoneContinue reading “Finally, IT Happened”
Karen’s away right now, on business. She left yesterday, and life just isn’t the same without her. I’m always sad when she goes. I know, this time anyway, it’s only for a couple of nights, but that doesn’t seem to matter much. The missing her is the same…. strong. Intense. Things just aren’t quite rightContinue reading “Coming Home”
The Great Migration Published November 17th, 2005 Essays 1 Comment Edit The think tank has moved. I did, however, bring over my little missives from the previous site. Stay tuned…. Saturday, November 12th, 2005 8:46 am Back to Busy-ness I am amused and feeling a sense of happy contentment. It’s Friday night, and weContinue reading “The Great Migration – Revisited”
I got home yesterday to find a letter from my grandpa had arrived. I was thrilled. We live in an age when hand written communication is going by the wayside. We call, we fax, we e-mail, we instant message, and we text message. We hardly ever sit down and actually write out, in longhand, whatContinue reading “A Letter From Grandpa”