Category Archives: Life in General
Reminders of Mortality
I’ve been doing physical therapy for sixteen years. The first twelve were in outpatient, the last four in home care. In home care you work on some pretty sick folk. Folk close to the end. Every day is a reminder … Continue reading
Scared of Shadows No More
When I was a kid, maybe seven or eight, I watched a horror movie. I can’t remember what movie it was (one of those ’70s low-budget jobs) but I remember it was dark, it seemed very real, and I was … Continue reading
Thoughts on Turning Gray
I have gray hair. When I was a kid I was a tow head, hair as blond as flax. It stayed that way until I reached middle school then started turning brown until it reached a nice shade of mahogany. … Continue reading
American (Stuttering) Idol
My family enjoys watching American Idol. Have for years. There’s something about watching these average people get thrust into the limelight that has that rags-to-riches curiosity about it. This year there’s one contestant in particular that we pull for: Lazaro … Continue reading
Not Gonna Let Life Slip By
I recently discovered the group Finding Favour and their song “Slip on By.” Now, I listen to it every morning to get myself ready for the day. The song is all about the preciousness of life, of each moment of … Continue reading
5 Years a Survivor . . . Take That, Cancer!
Five years ago I sat at my desk at work, phone to my ear, while my doctor told me the biopsy was positive, he was very sorry but I had colon cancer. That was a little after lunch. I called … Continue reading
Learning From Those Who Suffer
I love talking to people who have suffered greatly. No, I don’t get some twisted pleasure from listening to the plight of others. Those who suffer or who have suffered have a unique perspective on life. When I meet … Continue reading
Some of My Favorite Songs
The City Harmonic: Holy (Wedding Day) . . . brings tears to my eyes every time, such beautiful imagery and reverence. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_B0-ll_T7f8 Big Daddy Weave: Redeemed . . . picks me up when I’m down, reminds me of who I am … Continue reading
A Confession . . . and Helping of Crow
Okay, major confession time. I see a huge plate of crow just waiting for me. It’s an acquired taste, I’m told, and by the end of this post I’ll have had my share and be picking it from my teeth. … Continue reading











