Month: November 2017


He showed up at my house, wreaking of alcohol and mouthwash, chewing gum and expensive bath products. Almost ten years into a friendship of convenience, here we were again: when does the narrative change?

Yesterday’s “tweet” from WS reminds me of the importance of a circle…

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I want to see him #win. I have been a cheerleader for him since day one–its in my nature but now I am feeling the consequence of my concern. I must break the cycle before it breaks me.

The Crown of Old Men

Children’s children are the crown of old men; and the glory of children are their fathers. (Proverbs 17: 6)

In honor of the 10-year anniversary of your passing from this life into the next…

These pictures tell a story, incomplete in form but pregnant in function. This is my grandfather with his first two granddaughters on the left (circa 1980) and his first daughter (circa 1955) on the right. When I see these pictures I feel his loving gaze; I miss him.