Birthday reflections: A letter to Shun P.

What can I say or give to you on your birthday? Would the typical platitudes of shouting Happy Birthday in concert with a balloon drop suffice? I’m inclined to think that it will not. I wanted to give you something of substance, provided that you are open to accept it. I want to speak truthContinue reading “Birthday reflections: A letter to Shun P.”

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?”

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”