Daddy, I am proud to be your son. I have a number of gifts that I’ve been privileged enough to discover, while other gifts lie dormant waiting to be tapped into. As you know one of my uncanny talents happen to be the spot on impersonation that I can do of you, my recollections ofContinue reading “A Father Day missive – For my Dad”
Momma, I am a writer, but I am not ashamed to bow to the impossibility of encompassing your stature within the feeble confines of words. I considered succumbing to the shadow of failure, before realizing that when it comes to you that… Words are wholly inconsequential. I look at you and see the immutable power of love,Continue reading “A letter to my Momma – Mother’s Day musings”
I’ve written about this ongoing journey of mine on a number of occasions and I often feel the need to utilize repetition lest I forget. Sometimes I stand in front of the mirror, studying myself with a piercing gaze as I recite… “What I do for a living isn’t what I am supposed to do withContinue reading “Sometimes I have to remind myself”
Mournful declarations of what could have been.
Living in the moment is a fallacy.
A whisper is louder than a shout
I woke up this morning and grumbled as my eyes adjusted to the light flowing in through the window. I let out a supersonic groan of sorts, noticing that it was snowing lead to me covering my head with the blanket. It was apparent that my hate/hate relationship with snow would continue in earnest. IContinue reading “A coupon for my humanity”