I’m going to have to learn to embrace the stillness. The quietness. I can’t fear it. I can’t run from it. I have to learn to walk in it, sit in it. Enjoy it. Not so that I can become a recluse or a loner, but so that I can […]
So, I know its been a while. However, my friend, high school classmate and neighbor, Erica, challenged me to start back writing. She reminded me that this is my catharsis. This is one of my healthy forms of relief from stress, trauma and now GRIEF. It’s my way of clearing […]
“Leaving the crowd behind, they took him along, just as he was, in the boat. There were also other boats with him.” Mark 4:36 Even though I’m not the “center of this attention,” or the “star of this show,” I’m still affected. I am in one of “the other boats”. […]
Like Brothers As I said before relationship titles were one thing, the roles people played were something else. Before we moved to Jasper, when Mom and I would go visit on the weekends, I always looked forward to seeing my family. However, there was one cousin in particular that I […]
I never told my mother I loved her while she was alive. Not because I didn’t love her, but because we were never raised that way. As I’ve come to find out, that was common in families back then. Love was never, or hardly ever expressly verbalized. The common retort […]
In the book “Drama Free”, the author, Nedra Glover Tawwab, describes the differences between “roles” and “relationships” in a family. Some people may be labeled as a cousin, sibling, etc. However, they may fill the role of a parent, uncle, aunt or sibling. Oh how true this is for me. […]
More on Mom The Story of my Mom con’t As I got older, the dynamics of my mom’s and I relationship evolved. Since it was just the two of us, and while living in Jasper, we developed more of the mentor/mentee type relationship. And as I reached adulthood, we became […]
Disclaimer: The time of this story was early 80’s. So please don’t think or accuse my dearly departed mother of being negligent due to my apparent “autonomy” described in the telling of this story. This is a story I’ve never told anyone except maybe my wife? I NEVER told my […]
Mom Right after my father died, they brought Mom home, helped her to bed and tried to console her. I don’t remember who all was there at that time. I do know, like I previously said, my dad’s sister was there, but I can’t remember who else at that very […]
Disclaimer: In some posts, I may reveal what some may call “dirty laundry”. We all must remember, no family or person is without fault. The same is so with mine. The objective is always to learn from the past, history. Not to repeat it. Grace I wish my childhood would […]