More Thoughts on 60

More Thoughts on 60

Last week I wrote about aging. My aging. This week I continue writing and aging and writing about aging. Our aging. My 60th birthday was nice. Thanks for all the kind cards and comments. Thanks to my family for time together. My mind, however, continues thinking about...
60?

60?

I remember when the age of 60 sounded old. It doesn’t any more. As of today I’m included in that number.To some, that might label me as elderly. That’s okay. Whatever the perception, I see this birthday as another invitation, another reflection, another motivation.For...
When Life Changes Suddenly

When Life Changes Suddenly

From the book: Underwater: When Encephalitis, Brain Injury and Epilepsy Change Everything. Seize the moment. This moment. That is what many of us are trying to do. As I am trying, I hear many questions still running through this damaged mind. What is it like saying...
A Life I Decided to Embrace

A Life I Decided to Embrace

From ‬the book Underwater: When Encephalitis, Brain Injury and Epilepsy Change Everything. “I don’t understand.” She stated that sentence after listening to my story. As a college student studying to pursue a career in counseling, she wanted to hear my narrative about...
One Suit and Two Saturdays and Many Memories

One Suit and Two Saturdays and Many Memories

A black suit and a black tie. A white shirt and black shoes. Formal attire warn on two Saturdays, one week apart, and for very different reasons. Saturday, June 20, I led a wedding in Franklin Springs, GA, outside on a very hot morning. We celebrated the uniting of a...
interrupted

interrupted

From the book “embracing now: pain, joy, healing, living.”  i despise being interrupted. when speaking my portion of a conversation; an interruption, though well-intended, becomes a thief breaking in and robbing my mind. when interrupted, i feel lost at sea. my...
Saying Goodbye to a Great Friend

Saying Goodbye to a Great Friend

Many years ago Tracy Reynolds talked to me with kindness when I spoke at Emmanuel College as a guest. I appreciated his words of encouragement. The other times I traveled from Orlando to speak, he was always like a friend to me. When I moved from Florida to stay, he...
Reflections on Life and Death and Aging

Reflections on Life and Death and Aging

Our oldest grandchild just had his tenth birthday. Our youngest grandchild is now one. Our oldest son is almost 35. Our youngest son is now 30. Our middle son and his family finally arrived in the country; we will see them soon. The years and the decades have traveled...
planting seeds

planting seeds

a portion of the poem “planting seeds” from the book “embracing now: pain, joy, healing, living.”  snoring in the dark night.glancing toward the groundwith hopes of a harvest.feeling the sun’s heat.shivering on cold nights.but waiting, after planting,was his...
Thoughts on Baseball, Breakfast, Millie, and Senegal

Thoughts on Baseball, Breakfast, Millie, and Senegal

Most of my poems result from reflections on real life experiences. Thoughts and feelings, questions and prayers, hopes and hurts all swim together in the river of reality. So I write. Instead of holding those issues inside, I write. Poetry and prose, I write. Some of...