I lose a fair bit in the way of thought and phrases as a result of not writing things down as they occur. I tell myself I’ll remember the train of thought. I tell myself I’ll remember the circumstances that led to the inspiration and make lightning strike twice. Neither of those things ever happens. Sometimes, I forget I’ve had an idea at all. A … Continue reading dead is dead
I haven’t had a vacation I’ve not had a real vacation since before 2019. In fact, my last real vacation was my aborted attempt at a solo trip to Mazatlan. It didn’t end particularly well. There was a weekend up to Salmon Arm with my friendly acquaintances in the summer of 2022, although my memories of that one are tainted by my discovery that I … Continue reading Weekday getaways with a side of anxiety – an off-the-cuff joint.
The content recounts the decision to euthanize a beloved cat, Lizzie, due to her worsening arthritis and aggression. The author reflects on Lizzie’s independent nature and the difficult but necessary choice to end her suffering. The emotional account captures the tender moments leading up to Lizzie’s peaceful passing. Continue reading She was (not) a good cat, but I loved her anyway – an off-the-cuff-joint.
In threes We liked things in three long before Dorothy exclaimed, “Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my!” in The Wizard of Oz. It’s been a popular grouping display in the oldest of art, and a well-utilized interior decorating device since people started displaying collectibles on mantles, but for me, the Oz connection trumps all. When I put things together in groups of three, I hear … Continue reading Grief, Memories, and Traditions: Navigating Life After Loss
From Famine to Feast. 