It’s hard to know where to begin.
Then again, it usually is – and that’s
the very reason I’m stopped so
many times from writing you.
So much to say – and so much in the way…
If it weren’t for that nail, tonight would be just another
missed opportunity to talk with you.… —-> Continue…
I’m beginning to see something.
The fortunes inside fortune cookies are being written
by people who have a vested interest in cookie sales.
For example, today’s Fortune Cookie message:
” Be good to yourself. Dessert
three times per week is OK.… —-> Continue…
Earlier today I heard something said
that I’ve heard countless times before.
I may have even said it myself.
Someone had done something wrong,
and in their defense uttered these words:
“Oh well. I’m only human.”
As if being human was an acceptable excuse.… —-> Continue…
It’s midnight, Sunday.
I’m sitting in my Jeep at a rest stop.
Some things can’t wait.
Ever since last night a line
has been repeating itself
over and over in my head.
“There are bigger things at work here…”
It’s a line (or close to it) from
one of the Spider Man movies.… —-> Continue…
The news came tonight that Dad’s latest chemo treatment
will be taking away his hair, so he got a buzz cut yesterday.
It is… absolutely baffling as it is infuriating that the
majority of people accept their doctor’s standard
protocol for “curing” cancer as THE best course of action.… —-> Continue…
I often think when people look in the mirror,
it’s more like the rear view mirror in a car.
They’re always looking at what’s behind them.
In Life, the same. The things we’ve done,
that have happened – past experiences
(and ALL experiences are PASSED) – everything
that has happened up until now… is behind us.… —-> Continue…
“Will you be a pallbearer?” he asked me.
I looked at him – not understanding the question.
A pallbearer is someone who helps carry a casket
at a funeral, and we weren’t having a funeral.
We were just… we were just here.… —-> Continue…
