Tag: Life

The Bachelor Party

The other day five men came into the sports center together, one of them spinning a shiny new Spalding basketball between his hands. “Is anyone playing basketball right now?” he asked. “The gym is available,” I said. “I don’t know if anyone is playing… Continue Reading “The Bachelor Party”

Leaning Into Me

Fifteen months ago, I started seeing a therapist. I remember at Hutchmoot, in one of those first years, a musician/artist talked about his therapist and then said, “Everyone needs a therapist.” There was a smattering of laughter, so he said, “I really mean it.… Continue Reading “Leaning Into Me”

Twilight Zone

“According to the Bible, God created the heavens and the Earth. It is man’s prerogative – and woman’s – to create their own particular and private hell.” Rod Serling, The Twilight Zone: Complete Stories I feel like I’m in a terrifying episode of The… Continue Reading “Twilight Zone”


I wrote this back in November 2013. I had been sorely disappointed with a concert I had gone to with Mary. Too much glitz, not enough real. To be honest, I had forgotten a lot of the details of that evening until I reread… Continue Reading “Disappointment”


Below is a(nother) dusted-off post from 2011. In 2011 my mother was still alive and living at home. She clearly had dementia and her body was slowly failing on her.  My father was her main care-provider, but that summer was hard on him, too.… Continue Reading “Incapable”


In British Columbia, I saw a fully licenced vendor of Hope. I took a picture of it. I’m sure it was NOT a coincident that it was near where I saw a light at the end of the tunnel. I think they bottle hope there because… Continue Reading “Hope”

At the Post Office

I stood in a very long line at the Post Office yesterday. Post Office line definitions for a small town: No line = go directly to the counter Brief wait = someone already at the counter Line = someone waiting, someone at the counter… Continue Reading “At the Post Office”


J is for Journey. The bigger story of our lives is constantly being retold is smaller stories every day. For example, my journey to Laity Lodge was series of steps which I could break down thus: Car ride to Binghamton Bus trip to NYC… Continue Reading “Journey”

Maggie and the Rabbit

Maggie bolted out the door this morning when I went to sit on the deck for my quiet time.  She loves laying in the cool morning grass. When she was a puppy, I had to be vigilant about watching her because she would take… Continue Reading “Maggie and the Rabbit”