Category Archives: fathers

Is an ovation really called for?

My siblings routinely accuse me of remembering everything, regardless of how inconsequential the event or circumstance, I seem to retain it. I’m not sure how much truth their accusations hold, but I must admit that find myself stuck in a perpetual time warp of sorts on a pretty regular basis, drowning in the depths ofContinue reading “Is an ovation really called for?”

Divided loyalties – Speaking truth to myself

Life gives the contrast for appreciation, often it just requires being still, engaged in active listening. Being willing to accept what is given, regardless if it is what we want at the time. Being loyal to yourself is a concept that constantly gets lost in the realm of the esoteric. Sadly, like many of theContinue reading “Divided loyalties – Speaking truth to myself”

Heartfelt appreciation and thank you’s

There are a host of thoughts rushing through my mind at the time of this writing. Perhaps, I am writing as an acknowledgement of the apprehension I harbor at confronting the specter of doubt that periodically haunts me, but it would be foolhardy for me to ignore its presence. As I comb through a litanyContinue reading “Heartfelt appreciation and thank you’s”

The art of trying

I’m trying… To live life, rather than life living me. I’m trying… To stay sane in the midst of the torrential clatter, chatter pitter, patter… The rain and thunder of insanity. I’m trying… To insulate inoculate and envelope, myself in a place… Fortified, encased… In a realm assured that I remain impervious… But, humbly openContinue reading “The art of trying”

Friends… How many of us have them?

What are friends. If they don’t inspire you? If they don’t reflect back what was freely given Without an expectation of a ROI. Friends are always there, their presence not predicated on when they need something, as they callously sling The painful darts of… Let me, gimme, I need, can you? As these words CutContinue reading “Friends… How many of us have them?”