Birthday ruminations on your birthday Momma.

I knew growing up when all else failed, when desolation and abandonment threatened.  I always knew that you would be standing there, indefatigable not unlike the Rock of Gibraltar to infuse me with the ingredients to manifest what I deemed impossible to conceive. In a ugly world where being minimized, broken and stripped bear of …

Those Baptismal ruminations 

​In the seconds prior to taking this picture in the Frederick, Maryland historic district, a cornucopia of thoughts ran through my mind. Those metaphors of baptism. The fear of swimming in - the uncertainty of our steps. Our desire to be cleansed of what would defile us and sweep us away in the proverbial current …

Dear Momma – Happy Mother’s Day

Momma, The loftiest weight that I've born is to be worthy of the mantle. Of being your son. As I stand humbly, cloaked in the realization that I am you. Knowing that I am truly unworthy of what you have given me. Life - this air I breath. And if I fail as a writer …

The choice: Duty bound or derelict?

Legacy is an operative word and one that is apt to be glossed over. Why? We choose to be blind to the reality of our own mortality - choosing to live life at a leisurely pace instead of being governed by a pressing sense of urgency which would inform us to treat it as the …