• My Blues Are My Own

    I woke up feeling a little blue this morning. Another reaction to the holidays. My family celebrates in multiple events now, and mine has always been Christmas night. I need to be thankful that I can gather with them at all. What goes through my mind are events throughout my life. We have a large…

  • Standing Still

    This is a place I find myself daily. Nothing blatant or defineable, just a state of mind, leaves me helpless and running in place. I always wake up thinking about my worth. My thoughts go immediately to my kids, and then my career. I want my kids to want me in their lives, and not…

  • Holiday Blues – Part One

    I woke up today feeling pensive. I often reflect upon my accomplishments over the course of the last three decades, and there is much for me to be thankful. I had the opportunity to run a theatre program most of my life, and I do believe I did a good job. I touched a lot…

  • Now, Starts My Day

    Deciding upon how we begin our morning is sometimes an easy decision. We wake into a wonderful day outside, excited about putting on our favorite sweaters in the fall temperatures. We can stay in our pajamas and drink coffee in the morning. Or, we might roll over in bed, and sleep for a few hours.…

  • How Do I Call It Depression?

    I find it difficult sometimes to identify exactly what it is that can affect my frame of mind. Today, I came home around 11 AM and decided to go back to bed for the afternoon. I got up at 9 AM and went to breakfast with a friend. From there I just didn’t feel like…

  • Where Are Our Gentle Souls?

    I’ve been in a state of evaluation for several years now, not to speak of my entire life. Since I lost my marriage, I have battled a lot of demons. I’m not asking anyone to feel sorry for me, to be sure, I’m only wanting to lay out from where some of my reflection has…

  • Coasting In Idle

    I’m coasting in idle for the moment. I’ve spent the day in my home, hanging out with my dog. I can’t decide whether I’m in a good state of mind or I’m not. I remember waking in the morning and looking at my bedroom wall from my bed and wondering how I might describe it.…

  • Is This What The Inception of a Civil War Feels Like?

    Seems everyday I don’t have to turn on the news to discover something has occurred. News that rips apart the fabric of our nation is readily made. Right now they are isolated incidents, most recently Charlie Kirk, the Michigan tragedy, and now the dangerous rhetoric coming from Mr. Trump et al.  Today, I watched a…

  • I’m Serious

    “I love the smell of deportations in the morning …” Is this something a president says? The POTUS? How embarrassing it is to be a citizen of a country that is being run by a small minded backyard moron. Who can actually look at that statement and not feel a fear of helplessness for this…

  • Getting Personal

    In my writing I’ve always been knowingly cautious. There are certain things about my life I am not proud of and just hinting upon a few of those skeletons leaves me a little nervous. The fact is though, I do have to live my life, rather than going stir crazy. I think in my long…