I had a wake-up call the other night. It wasn’t about my physical health, it was about my spiritual well being. And, as is often the case, this wake-up call came to me disguised as something completely different. Someone had expectations of me and I let them down. In the end, they decided they shouldn’t have had those expectations, but I took a different view. I decided that those expectations were perfectly reasonable, but I should have had those same expectations myself.
I’ll skip the details, but the message is worth noting. I was reminded that I write because I love to write – and I was reminded that love means paying attention to the details. Lately I haven’t been doing that as much as I should. View full article »
It was the best of times, it was … well you know this stuff, right?
Relationships are tricky at the best of times. When two people try to interact, they often start out feeling like they know each other completely. This false sense of intimate knowledge can be carried on for quite a while as they make use of transference and denial to maintain a friendship that makes them feel a warm and positive bond. View full article »
inspired by daVISA1
Yes, that’s true, it isn’t everything, there are other things in life: debt, bills, service fees, the list goes on. Okay, in the spirit of the sentiment I’ll admit that there are good things in life that have nothing to do with the filthy lucre. There is poetry, laughter, love, and music … View full article »
A little something about marriage that I’d like to share. About two years ago, when my wife and I had been married for around twenty four years this little verbal transaction occurred in the kitchen of our house. View full article »
It’s a hard job, but …
I spent the weekend at family reunions. One was miles away, the other was right here in town. The “miles away” one wasn’t my family, it was the family of a friend and I offered to drive. (The things I’ll do for food …)
The deal was that this reunion fell on my friend’s mother’s birthday, and my friend had told her family that she wouldn’t be able to make it. We drove down under cover of semi-heavy traffic and my friend snuck up behind her eighty-plus year old mother and kissed her on the cheek. Of course, pandemonium ensued. I endured accolades for being the deliverer of joy, I liked that, a lot. Call me Santa Claus. Tears flowed (not mine though! …okay, maybe a few were) and the result was a happy reunion. View full article »
I have a friend who has a complaint. It’s about the men in this town we live in. She can’t seem to find one good one.
Her complaint is a valid one. She has had four relationships in the last two years, none have stuck. View full article »