Yesterday, Douglas and I spent the afternoon with one of my grandsons. I had no idea that he was struggling. I had sent him a text message, the best way to reach him, to let him know that I was thinking of him. Usually, he sends back a text that just says, "I love you,... Continue Reading →
Learning About Love from a Dinosaur: OctPoWriMo 2019, Day 19
Photo from Pinterest.com My little granddaughter introduced me to him, A purple and green Tyrannosaurus she adored. She'd relentlessly sing his lyrics over and over, Until the words in my hapless mind were stored. The repetition really got on my last good nerve, But I have to admit that ole Barney had a point. If... Continue Reading →
Family Defined: OctPoWriMo 2019, Day 17
I have so many cousins whom I don't know, People I haven't talked to in many years. Are they to still be considered family, When they're not familiar with my tears? Family, it seems to me, are those persons Who are there in times bad and good. These are the ones who'll drop everything When... Continue Reading →
Never Forget How Quickly They Grow Up
As I looked around the room at my grandchildren holding their children, I felt as though I had time-traveled into the future, not quite able to come to grips with the fact that the ones whom I used to change their diapers and give good-night kisses were already parents. It didn't seem possible that the... Continue Reading →
My Blue Zone Journey
My life had fallen apart. No longer was I a missionary, but I was no longer married either. I also had lost my house and my career in chemistry and was rebuilding. Now, I was teaching science in a High School. I was working 12 hours a day, trying to catch up and never making... Continue Reading →
The Blue Zone
“What is this thing you have about the color blue?” you might ask. “I’m innocent,” I cry. The blue for the flag on the beach had to be deliberate, to avoid the colors of the warning flags. The blue zone was more accidental I found out as I read this airplane magazine. People were using... Continue Reading →
It’s Up To Me to Fix This Mess
Yesterday, I wrote a text to my children and grandchildren to let them know that Douglas and I are planning a trip. To save time, I created a group text. I just did not want to send 16 or more texts. But, what occurred was eye-opening to me. As people started to respond to the... Continue Reading →
Giving Thanks
Sometimes, I struggle with thankfulness this time of year. Now, despite my age, I have great health. My parents lived to 93+, so I have great genes. I am married to a great lady and we own a house and have a plan to retire with enough money, having mostly recovered from a devastating... Continue Reading →
Like 40 days in the desert.
It was the weirdest hitchhiking trip ever. Was I on the right path? When I entered the Central Valley, I got another ride, but when my exit came, he got out of the car also, as I retrieved my backpack. “May I smell your feet?” “No” “Would you kick me?” “No” “Can we have sex?”... Continue Reading →