Life and Loss
Existential musings on an introspective year of mourning.
A collection of 12 posts
Existential musings on an introspective year of mourning.
For eight years we have been plagued by mediocre to horrible rural internet. No longer! Starlink FTW!
Mystery solved! Well, not really. But the customer service interaction was, at the very least, entertaining.
Drop everything! Run!
I earned my Eagle Scout award in 1987. Those years seem so long ago, yet my scouting experience still impacts me in a very real way. Those were my formative years—good years surrounded by good people who helped make me . . . me.
Hey hey! It's that time of year again. A time, I'm sure, you have all marked on your calendar. An auspicious day. A day of reverence. Yup! It's that day we all celebrate Todd's departure from the corporate world and his move into semi-retirement.
I celebrated my birthday last week. I received a smattering of cards and things and an ocean wave of social-media congratulations, but this particular interaction proved to be particularly special.
This is for all those moments when your body at age fifty reminds your brain that you are no longer thirty.
Older dogs can be exceptionally sweet, but they will inevitably require special care and attention. Since they can't talk to you, you really need to see the signs of aging and reward their lifetime of service with patience and understanding. In this case, the challenges are all mental.
Writing a novel is hard. It is the writing community's marathon. But NaNoWriMo is a unique event that galvanizes the writing community and generates a creative energy that you, as a writer, can tap into to help propel your story forward. And yes maybe, write that novel. It certainly helped me.
How not to greet guests to the farm.
Be that person who comes to the aid of others. Act!