“We must find time to stop and thank the people who make a difference in our lives.” ― John F. Kennedy Yesterday marked the thirteenth anniversary of my kidney transplant. Thirteen years. I’m actually shocked. It’s hard to believe so much time has passed. I know it’s a cliché, but where did the time go? ItContinue reading “Shut up! I love you.”
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Bring Back The Clowns
Clowns. They aren’t that bad, are they? I mean, if they’re hiding in a sewer and offering kids red balloons then, okay, that’s kinda creepy. Is that how that movie went? Yeah, I never saw it and I never read the book. I’m not a fan of scary stuff. Too many real-world scary stuff. IContinue reading “Bring Back The Clowns”
When I Look In A Mirror
“I am not my body. My body is nothing without me.” ― Tom Stoppard, Rock ‘n’ Roll There are times, when I look at myself in the mirror, that I don’t know who I’m looking at. I bite my lip, and the stranger in the mirror bites hers. I close one eye, and she winksContinue reading “When I Look In A Mirror”
So I Became The Smoke
Let’s just make a few adjustments, shall we? We need to cover the dark circles under those eyes and add some colour to those cheeks. There, that’s a little bit better. Now the hair, the clothes, and…No, no slouching. Stand up straight. You look like a question mark! Who’s going to believe anything you say,Continue reading “So I Became The Smoke”
A Long A Silver Wire
“Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I’ve taken for granted.” ― Sylvia Plath My life has been put on hold for a few months now as I’m sure, has yours. The global pandemic has been a real monsterContinue reading “A Long A Silver Wire”
But I’ve Never Even Changed A Diaper!
Wanna hear a joke? Me too! What a coincidence. Funny how things work out when you write the script. I can’t tell you how much I need a good laugh. It needs to be a deep, from the toes, full-body, laugh until I cry kind of thing. When I laugh too hard my ears pop.Continue reading “But I’ve Never Even Changed A Diaper!”
The Power and Limitations of Prayer
I believe in the power of prayer. Thought I should just get that out before I go on to contradict myself or stir up a nest of angry fire ants. Made that mistake once and, believe me, there are someplace you just don’t want ants to bite. Sensitive places. So…So sensitive. But I digress! PrayerContinue reading “The Power and Limitations of Prayer”
A Werewolf On An Open Road?
“In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.” – Robert Frost It’s a clear night and the stars shine brightly. The air is warm, almost too warm for this time of year, but no one’s complaining. Well, no one else is awake right now and the silence is perfection.Continue reading “A Werewolf On An Open Road?”
Please, Don’t Pity Me
Dread crawls up my spine like a snake wrapping itself around a tree branch. It clings to my bones. I feel its muscles flex as it holds on for dear life. It lifts its head, its tongue laps up the air, and it waits. There’s a strong breeze. It’s bitter but sweet. There’s a rippleContinue reading “Please, Don’t Pity Me”
Can You Zip That Up, Please?
Do we dare to compare our scars or our pain? Is it measuring contest? Do you have a ruler or should I find one? We can whip it out right here if that will make you feel better. On the count of three? One…Two…Hold up, this is just silly! Do we really have to doContinue reading “Can You Zip That Up, Please?”
