During my waking hours, I've been getting phone calls from private or unknown numbers and those calls feed into a dream series, as has Dan's death. I've had these recurring dreams about Dan. When you miss someone, that's not unusual, but this is what's been happening: I dream Dan is alive and has been in... Continue Reading →
2017 was a very bad year
Dear Dan, 2017 sucked ... and not well. Let's forget the whole politics/Republican jackasses in Congress/racism/tax cut for the wealthy/Trump vs. women, immigrants, Constitution, etc., etc., but pro-Russia/ad nauseum disaster portions of the year. Every year that passes, I feel like I lose more of you. This year I lost two major pieces of you,... Continue Reading →
Squirrels know a nut when they see one
My mom spanked a squirrel. This memory re-emerged several days ago and then reasserted itself again this morning. Mom takes a nice little handful of pills in the morning. Most mornings, one pill will miss her mouth. I tell her not to take them all at once, but ignoring me has become her favorite pastime.... Continue Reading →
Ten years
Dear Dan, Sometimes it seems like a minute; sometimes it seems like 100 years. I miss you as much as ever. I look back over the past ten years and wonder: how different would life be if you were still in it? Mom would still have dementia, but probably not quite as far along as... Continue Reading →
The struggle is real
I have battled depression all my life. For a while I feel I have a handle on it. Maybe even conquered the feeling of desolation. Wrong. Wrong-o. Even with Zoloft. I never know what's going to push me into a tailspin. Sometimes, it's a tragic event that touches me personally: death of a loved one, for... Continue Reading →
Random Shower Thoughts
It's odd how my mind digs up random bits and pieces, and throws them around while I'm in the shower. It's like a herd of wildebeests rampaging in there -- and all before I've had my coffee. Not nice, Brain. Not fair. Today's offering comes from 5th or 6th grade. Looking back, I must have... Continue Reading →
It's My World 