My Dad spent 10 days at a Regional Hospital for back surgery, 35 days at an assisted living facility for rehabilitation, then returned home for 4 days. On day 5 at home, he fell on the concrete surface of our car port and broke his hip. Continue reading An Angel at the Drive-Thru Window
Ten days ago, I posted a story called ‘Beautiful’. It was meant as an example of the positive feelings of self-worth felt by one person after another person’s kind words and actions. Two days after sharing , I experienced an amendment to the story. Continue reading Beautiful, in German (schön)
Back when I was an annoying little preteen, I had a temporary moment of maturity and established the first of my personal tenets of Life. If I could make just one person smile per day, just think of the smiles I’d produce over a lifetime. Continue reading Beautiful
Something just dawned on me today. I’ve spent the last 7 or 8 or 9 days sitting with my Dad in the hospital (the dates and days of the week have become a blur). As I order his meals, press the required call button for help or speak with the doctors, nurses and techs, the beeps and buzzers and pagers are muted from time to time by the moans and coughs and groans of his floormates. Continue reading The Circle of Life
Here’s a funny little story about death and drug addiction. Continue reading Frankie
After my Nephew passed away in February, I planted some wildflowers seeds as a memorial. ‘Adam’s Garden’ No freakin’ tulips or daffodils. There’s symbolism growing everywhere in the little garden around the patio.
And one chair in which I sit. Continue reading Adam’s Garden