The public execution of Charlie Kirk has been on repeat for the last couple of weeks. The circumstances leading up to the death of Charlie fall somewhere in the middle of killing and murder, depending on which side you align your ideology with. Killing can be justified; we do it all the time, and for…
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It’s time. It’s been too long. There’s so many reasons why I haven’t. I’m supposed to. I am expected to. I have to. I don’t want to. I’m afraid. What if I’m not good enough? What if I am good enough? What if…
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This moment is all that we have, I don’t want to be broken for you. This love is as good as it gets; there’s no other who’s seen me so cruel. This life can pull at my sanity; I think we all can agree that it’s true. Without a place to anchor my feet, the…
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My cat is irritated and I am sneezing. He’s giving me the side-eye wondering when the disruption to nap by explosions from mouth will cease. I wonder too. I feel them well up within, relief and irritation, eyes clamping shut to retain them, chest pushing hard to remove them, harder than most, as chests like…
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You are the new day. I will love you more than me and more than yesterday. If you can but prove to me, you are the new day.
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OK, let’s see how this works! I’ve never used the dictation feature on my Macintosh to write a blog post before, but you know what? A guy’s fingers, arms, hands, and let’s face it, his brain are getting a little tired at this age! So I’m back, in a new and improved digital way! I…
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Help me understand.If you intentionally break immigration laws to enter, how are you law-abiding? You can be pro-thing and anti-parts at the same time. The genuinely curious question and statement I made sparked a week-long firestorm of accusations and venom. It culminated in a heated conversation with a friend tainted with revisionist history. Part of this…
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I was talking about family with my brother Daniel a while ago and the conversation, as it often does, steered to memories of our time in Pine River and, more importantly, the experiences we had growing up with our father. When someone dies, there are bound to be questions left unanswered, wounds unbandaged, and regrets…
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I hesitate to post this. Mental illness isn’t something most people want to hear about but I feel the need to share. I have struggled with anxiety/depression for the majority of my life. Usually, I am able to hide this and the casual observer would never peg me as being depressed. In fact, I have…
Read moreI don’t really blog anymore. I don’t have any good reasons for this but I have been busy staying busy. That’s not as cool as it used to be and even though I have built a pretty nice construct around it, it’s probably time for that to get deconstructed as well. More later…
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