"Seas" the Day: The Macaws' Freedom
"Sailing, oh sailing! Far away be thy plight as the ship travels on to fables, folly, and lore. Many a man has made his way on the ravaging vessel that be the sea." the young man sang with glee, and pressed his arm against his breast.
ADHD Is My Superpower
Did you know that October is National ADHD Awareness Month? I didn't either until a couple days ago. Whoops! It seems like there is a day for everything anymore; National Ice Cream Day, National Hot Chocolate Day, National Hangover Day, National Personal Trainer Awareness Day-wait, what? If you have a personal trainer, aren't you already aware of them?
Butternut Squash Chili
As I walked into the grocery store and added the various on sale produce to my cart, an elderly woman approached me. I don't intentionally avoid contact in the store, but I do often worry about how I may be inconvenient to someone who might say something rude to me. I do check ingredients carefully because of a soy intolerance, and I know that sometimes others' are not patient. I try to move out the way, but sometimes there is no where to move in crowded aisles. To my pleasant surprise, the woman instead asked me what it was that I did with the orange squash in my cart.
Growth from a Small Town
I sat in the car for a minute after dropping off the condolence card at the funeral home in support of my former friend's grief.
Something in the Air
There is something in the air today; something that says, "Don't go out." I'm not sure what this feeling is as the gray mask that is morning dew among storm clouds rolls in. It isn't the danger of a storm that my heart, mind, and body are warning against. No, this is a presence, an event. Something is going on today, but I'm uncertain as to what. Whatever it is is a foreboding of evil; a caution I cannot ignore.
Growth from a Small Town
The year is 2021, and the month is October. My best friend from high school's mother has passed away, and I've just heard the news through her sister's social media announcement. I haven't heard from my former best friend in years, but somehow her sister and I are still connected on social media. My former best friend and I didn't have a falling out. She just dropped off the map after a while for unknown reasons. The last time I saw my friend in-person was on my wedding day as a guest I happily thanked and hugged for attending. I had no idea at the time that this would be our last physical interaction. The last social media post I know of from her was back in 2018, the same year her social media account was active. Yet, I know from her sibling's posts that she is alive.
The Most Wonderful Time of the Year to Be a Metalhead
"It’s the most wonderful time of the year With the kids Annabelle an’ Chuckie who’re telling you be in much fear! It’s the most wonderful time of the year
Do Not Lessen Your Grief for My Sake
Following the death of my father, I have had several friends whose fathers have passed in the past two years. Even after experiencing news of my father's murder, I still don't know what to say to my loving friends who have lost their fathers. "Sorry for your loss. Please let us know if you need ANYTHING. We'll keep you in our hearts, thoughts, and prayers." is all I know to say, but it doesn't seem enough. The reason it doesn't seem to be enough is because it isn't. You can't give what has already been lost, and their loved one's life won't be given back in this lifetime. The only thing you can do is be there IF they need you. Personally, I have to trust and rely on my friends to tell me what they need IF they need anything and WHAT. Everyone experiences things differently, and needs different things. I reach out and let them know I'm here, ready, willing, and able, but pressuring them in this tough situation is not the right thing to do. What does bother me though is when I've reached out and attended funerals; they underrate their grief on my behalf.