Forgiveness can be tricky business for some. “Let it go.” “Put it behind you.” “Forgive and forget!” I’ve come to realize that forgiveness is nothing less than power. It’s taking control and not allowing an event to determine how we think, feel, act or even how we will treat another human being. It is relinquishmentContinue reading “Just a shotglass of Nyquil”
One of the kinks of owning a new cell phone (and number) are the random calls for the previous owner. I’ve been fielding anything and everything for an anonymous “Sam”, doing my best to be polite to let them know that “Sam” no longer has this number. Recently I received yet another text for “Sam”Continue reading “Who is this Sam oh Sam?”
weeping willows wheat fields sound of a sprinkler smell of a freshly cut lawn the feel of Bryant’s arm pulling me close when I first crawl into bed first cuddle of 1st snooze alarm in morning Elisabeth’s laughter Rachel’s blue eyes Dad’s blue eyes Mom’s soft warm cheek of her last hug first news thatContinue reading “A few of my favorite things . . . gratitude”
I do not like canned peas, Sam I am. I do not like them, Sam oh Sam. Nothing good can come from a can of peas. Let me start with the babysitter. I was never fond of going to the babysitter. It was more than just being away from home. Being a child was powerlessContinue reading “Canned peas and ham, Sam I Am”
When I was a growing up I had a wee bit more energy than most. The term we would use today would be ADHD. Back then, the less politically correct but probably more accurate label was “Spawn of Satan.” Let’s face it, the sixth child of seven was not going to get a lot ofContinue reading “Thou shalt not shake thy bootie on my porch”
I use to be indecisive. Now I’m not so sure.
Do not argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience.
I remember a niece asking my mother, “Why are we all just a little afraid of Grandpa?” I wanted to scream “Cuz he’s scary as [beeeeep!], that’s why!” Yes, that was my dad. A wiry little man that I think thrived on the smell of fear. Perhaps a little background information on a man whoContinue reading “That was my Dad”
i’m keeping my eye on you (that’s cuz it fell out in a fight last night)