Ghosts

There is something about this time of year … The air. The light. The memories.

I think about the smell of the burning leaf piles, the feel of flannel and fuzzy sweaters, pumpkin pulp squishing in my hands, the way the cold crisp air made the stars seem extra bright … Read the rest

The Nile

“Daddy, what’s your favorite food?”  It’s just one of those random questions my daughter asks me from time to time. “Barbeque.”

She stares at me confused. “You don’t eat meat!”  

“True, but I’m blessed with a great memory.”  I lovingly describe the BBQ brisket my dad would make – a … Read the rest

Isn’t it …

I spent the holiday weekend at a friend’s house. She called me a few days prior to tell me she was fired from her job, unceremoniously and unexpectedly. I felt her pain like it was my own. This was her future and now it’s gone –  abruptly snatched away. “Let’s … Read the rest

… a small, quiet room

I’m finding that while I’m writing and spilling my thoughts and emotions onto the virtual pages here, I can’t finish.  I search for a satisfying conclusion and there’s nothing.  It’s not so much writer’s block as an inability to focus – too many competing ideas, too many daily responsibilities for … Read the rest