The house is quiet, save the soft babble of water passing through the aquarium filter and the occasional snore from the Jack Russell sleeping at… ( Read More )
’till death (or diving) do us part…
Thirty years ago today, at precisely eleven o’clock, I stood next to my father at the back of a small country chapel. We walked the… ( Read More )
memory leak
By now most of my friends (and possibly half of the free world) knows that sometimes I have moments that just defy logical thought. Take,… ( Read More )
whimpers speak louder than words…
I once overheard my mother say to a friend, “We didn’t think Sherry would ever talk, and now we don’t think she’ll ever hush.” I… ( Read More )
living history…
A former coworker and social media friend recently commented that his young daughter, born in this century, periodically reminds him that he was alive in… ( Read More )
Grateful
Several years ago, we had the opportunity to join friends on a trip to an amusement park. Their elementary-aged daughter earned the tickets through a… ( Read More )
so good so far…
Travel must surely be the litmus test of one’s propensity for morning function. I have never professed to be a “morning person.” “Mourning person” is… ( Read More )
in with the new…
Every December 31, New Year’s celebrations are held across the globe. Although the celebrity entertainment has changed over time, the concept remains the same… reflect… ( Read More )
space… the final frontier
Until my early teens, my family lived in a house with one bathroom just big enough to hold a toilet (behind the door), a sink,… ( Read More )
unfathomable fear…
I am watching a mother and child wade into the water. The mother wades out and begins to swim.  The child, a girl perhaps ten… ( Read More )