At Least They're Committed

Me: They totaled my truck. Heartbroken. I love that truck. Dad: I was afraid of that. Just plastic and metal. I know though! Me: Yeah, I was kind of bracing myself for it. Guess that’s the end of my “midlife crisis.” Dad: Ha! It never ends. You just get used to it.   Read more

I’ve asked him to come see me and he’s been trying to, dropping by off and on for a couple of days while I’ve been surrounded by people. Now, at last, I’m alone. It’s not that late but it’s already dark because of the time change. I don’t mind. I’ve lighted three candles and they’re… Read more

I occasionally look back at my posts and cringe at the typos. Yes, they’re rampant. Main instead of mane, isle instead of aisle. Whatever. I’m not writing to impress anyone and I typically toss the words out randomly and seldom look back. Now, speaking of not needing to impress anyone, a curious thing happened yesterday.… Read more

The best lies have some modicum of truth to them. When you slip a falsity into a legitimate story the reader is most likely to gloss over your deception or, if you’re very good, dismiss what you’re glossing over yourself. It is because of this that I must think long and hard on what my… Read more

JESUS! While it’s true ‘I don’t talk so good’ in general — which makes me a prime candidate for a desk job, which fortunately I have — I admit I stumble over words more when we’re alone and I feel I need to fill space. This is not so much because I’m self-conscious, rather it… Read more

My dear, sweet, precious Dez, joy is the only way I can describe you. This photo captures and revels in that emotion — both your joy and the joy of all who see it. You’re at this moment playing on the sandy beaches in California with your mom and dad and I’m taking a moment… Read more