March Rains Down On Me

March Rains Down on Me March rains down on me leaving behind emerald carpets of moss and grass and breezes drenched with spring. The rush of rain water tearing through the woods wends its way under the old tree fort. The water never used to flow that way when my boys commanded the fort. The …

The Edges of Things

The Edges of Things In the spaces where fall slides its way into winter there is a familiarity in the scent the breeze carries that reminds me of the exact same way that spring ushers in summer or that summer releases its grip and hands over the days to autumn. The days don’t ask for …

Schrodinger’s Dog

Schrodinger’s Dog (yesterday's walk and the thoughts along the way) Why do we see people in such absolutes? Why do we oversimplify human interaction when in reality relationships are ever evolving and should never be defined by static views, fixed viewpoints, or untested conclusions. This especially difficult concept in families as kids grow up and …

Misdiagnosed or Uninsurable

Misdiagnosed (or Uninsurable) I am was one of those people that so many don’t want to “pay for” with “their” health insurance premiums. I was one of those people that some describe as “perfectly capable but lazy.” I was one of those people. The notion that people unknown to you must either sink or swim …