Self Awareness
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My Dad and I didn’t always see eye to eye. But despite that, we never gave up on each other. Keeping those lines of communication open gave us the chance to grow and change and grow together. This poem is for my Father, Thank You So Father’s Day Rolls ’round again, I want to thank…
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I saw my reflection from the corner of my eye and it took me a moment to realize that the old man there was me. Thinking about that started me thinking about aging. That lead to this. Enjoy! On Aging Sometimes a mirror catches me, Completely unawares. I’ve no idea who it is, That from…
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Still on the personal side. I’ll change the tone soon. Well as soon as the voices in my head move on. Learning To Be…. I tell a joke I get a laugh, I tell another joke. I tell a joke I get a punch, No more fun do I poke. I try to learn from…
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Who was the richest person in the world the year Mother Theresa died? The greatest architect? Don’t know? Neither do I. Nobody remembers them, but everyone knows who she is. Wealth and power may be fun, but to be immortalized in the hearts and minds of the people, nothing beats outrageous acts of kindness. The…
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My life isn’t perfect but it is filled with joy and love. I don’t always think about that, but I am trying hard to keep it top of mind. Most of all, I want to make sure the people who are most important to me know who they all. The Simplest Joys I love my…
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I have a hard time letting go of things. To those who know me, feel free to not comment. At any rate, I have decided it’s time to take steps with another of my bad habits. Enjoy! Less Toys…. More Joys Somewhere out there away from here, Is where we want to be. To leave…
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I had a customer unload on me at work the other day. They then justified it by telling me all the things currently going wrong in their life. This is the answer I’m not really supposed to give at work. Being Emotionally Appropriate You may not always choose your place, You can’t choose your destiny.…
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Letting my mind write whatever it wants can lead to some unexpected outcomes. It started out as a simple bit of horror. Suddenly it’s about my father. Enjoy! A Child In The Dark The moon peeps through the lowering cloud, Makes shadows on the wall. I tell myself that’s what I see, Convince myself that’s…
Brain Bits To Go 