I don’t like gazpacho. I like chicken corn chowder. I love beef stew. I don’t care for chicken noodle. It’s always a part of any cold regimen. Blah. Pumpkin soup can warm ones toes. But this is too literally. Too many words at once. Jumbled and they are […]
I will state it from the outset. There is such a thing as righteous fury. Yes, one can be forgiving. Turn the cheek. I’ve done that. But there is also a moment or multiple moments where indignation is truly called for. Where turning the other cheek is not […]
There are many bad feelings to experience in daily life. There are good ones to be sure. Afterall, I’m a sunny curmudgeon. However, there are those bad feelings that erode at your soul. So much so that you feel you need a tetanus shot for your emotional skeleton. […]
In case you didn’t notice, it’s not ok Funny how a blessing feels just like a curse Just an invitation would have been just fine I gave all I had to give In the middle of the room, I did not hear from you We’re caught in a […]
Wrong choices Bad choices No choices Measured Deliberate Cautious Daring Bold Just do it Trite motivator Pull the trigger Bite the bullet No time like now Judgment free zone All are pensive Baby we were born to run
She just stared at the truck It was a glaring reminder, when she allowed it to be, of being mired in wuicksand. Metaphorically speaking, of course. Being rooted could seem like a good thing like when people are said to be grounded. But it really wasn’t. It was […]
Here’s the thing. You are supposed to turn the other cheek. You are supposed to realize that revenge means you just dig two graves. Revenge darkens your soul. And as such the other wins. But what if happiness is your revenge? Don’t let things get to you. Don’t […]
I am what sine might call a Type A personality. I’m also a Taurus. I’m also a trained researcher who became a healthcare CEO. Put that all together and I make for a strong-willed, perhaps stubborn individual. I didn’t make it out of the South Bronx by readily […]
Dusk into dawn. A storm is coming and the night winds will howl as fiercely as a hyena tearing apart its kill. There was no refuge to be had. All was going to be out in the open. Accusations and defenses flying into the eye of the storm. […]
Eleven years ago today my mom departed this earth. Eleven years. The grief is not any less. The sting is not any less sharp. Fittingly it’s ground hog day. My mom liked the day. She would try to predict what Punxsutawney Phil would predict. We also loved the […]
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