I hate to complain, so I usually don’t, but I have to be honest here: Aging sucks. Having health issues sucks. Having “mental illness” sucks. And looking for answers, finding the right medication, the right doctor, the right ANSWERS sucks too. Especially when the search is fruitless.
It’s essentially impossible for me to do the Sunset post on time. October 31 is always Halloween, I have trick-or-treat age kids, and the sunset falls right in the middle of all the festivities. So for me it’s nearly impossible to capture the sunset photo AND find the time to…
Welcome to October. It has tiptoed in quietly again, a gentle tap on my shoulder, as if trying not to startle me. But I jump anyhow. And find myself twenty minutes late to catch the sunrise.
Two nights after John Blaise was stillborn, I woke in the middle of the night with a poem in my head. I’m talking 4 am. And full verses. I had been given this poem. A good friend from church and one of my writing groups read it for me at John’s…
All of life is a game of Catch and Release, isn’t it? Some things are harder to catch (on to) than others: the ideal spouse, a good job, a sense of self-esteem. For some of us, children. Or maybe faith, inner peace, or acceptance of circumstances. Mick Jagger might add…