The One Line
On Monday we went to visit Dad in Mrs. Bush’s Personal Care Home where he lives. Most of the time, I feel initially anxious going because I just do. But once I see Dad, it melts away. He was in […]
On Monday we went to visit Dad in Mrs. Bush’s Personal Care Home where he lives. Most of the time, I feel initially anxious going because I just do. But once I see Dad, it melts away. He was in […]
Last Friday I had a reunion with a friend who shared a lot of stories and tales and general good-ness which was really really good, since I’d been feeling overly agitated about a work-situation. I’d been trying to let go but […]
It was brief and to the point: Mom? Yes. Were you planning on getting something for Elizabeth for Valentine’s Day? Yes. Well, if you really want to make her day, she’s been saving up for a Bridegroom Ken. Saving up? […]
I’m lifting words straight from today’s meditation in a book called, The Language of Letting Go. They landed right where I needed them to land, ka-ching, right in the solar plexus, as I was doing my early morning pondering of […]
Dad calls to say, Do you have a minute? I say, Sure. He says, I want to sing you a song. Okay. My room-mate, Kemmie 100 yrs. old doesn’t seem to be doing too well, nurses keep coming in and […]
I was dripping from a shower when Fred, Program Director for the Pan-European MFA Creative Writing program@ Cedar Crest College, called to give me the good news. It was a Sunday. December 2nd. 11:30 in the morning. The sun was out. […]