Feeling Small

My feet were burning and my legs begged me to stop walking, but I couldn’t. The destination was in sight, and each step beckoned me closer. The Empire State Building was only a… Continue reading →

At the Beach

I took my kids to the beach yesterday. A man showed up with his autistic son who appeared to be about 12 years old. The boy made some sounds, but didn’t speak. He… Continue reading →

A Glimpse into My Psyche:

I was having a snowball fight on the Wii. I plastered every one of their bundled up, cartoon hind ends! The camera pans back and lands on my own character who spins in… Continue reading →

Why Should I?

Rolled outta bed this morning And heard an awful creak. Too bad it’s not the floorboards, That sound came from my knees. My step has lost its spring, My hips have no hooray.… Continue reading →

Cracked Pot

I have often wondered what triggers memories of childhood. I suppose it can be a combination of sights, sounds, and circumstance. Whatever the reason, they have an unmatched ability to hurl us through… Continue reading →