Is There A Playbook For This?

After physical therapy today, I wondered if I overshared. My tiredness and overdoing it from the weekend weakened my guard and my mouth just freely moved, my brain without a barrier. They hadn't realized my surgery was so recent, but the way they said it and the continued conversation, there was an understanding my surgery... Continue Reading →

Villains of the Stories We Tell

My aunt died and was buried the week of my 12th birthday. My mom's oldest sister. My parents didn't want to mess with my day and moved her burial so it wouldn't fall on my day. Give me some kind of normalcy. That was always something I remembered, something I never wanted to forget. I... Continue Reading →

You didn’t have brain surgery…Road Talk

I had a funny conversation the other day. This person is a whole box of worms, and in many cases, I've gotten him a little wrong over the years. Ahhh... I admit it, I may have been....wrong...about something...maybe...about him...a little bit...maybe. 😄 I was helping get some things for a project he's doing for my... Continue Reading →

Meanings In and Of Life

I had a conversation with a friend today. We talked about if we could do anything, no thought, what's the first thing that came to mind? We both answered. Our words were different, but he believed we said the same thing. In hindsight, I said everyone probably wanted the same kinds of things, maybe different... Continue Reading →

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