Category: Life Lessons

After Ruth died I didn’t have anyone to hold a conversation with.  I was alone. My three kids checked in on me to make sure I was OK.  My friends and sisters did too, but checking in is different than having a meaningful conversation. If you’re engaged in a relationship, it’s normal to discuss the news …

Tomorrow marks another Thanksgiving without several people I love. I chose Ruth and my friends, Jim and Mitch, to be a part of my life. Each one changed me bit by bit. I was born into my parents and cousin, Gene. It was love based upon circumstance. I didn’t have a say in the matter, …

I originally wrote this tale in June of 2019. It was called Second Chances. I was about a year and a half into writing my blog when I published it. A ton has changed since that day. Life is full of surprises. Some are good. Some are tough to take. A couple of times a …

Next Wednesday I start facilitating a group for Singles New Beginnings.  The official description reads as follows: The focus of this course is taking small action steps to grow your relationships in number and depth.  Instead of working alone, the company of like-minded people can make the difference between success and failure, hope and despair.  …

I’ve written a lot about losing Ruth and the grief her passing caused.  There’s no way to measure it and there was certainly no way to prepare for it. She was here one moment and gone the next. My dad’s health failed over a number of years, and he was in hospital rooms and care …

I get flashbacks through social media almost every day. Many are blog posts from prior years. If there’s a method to the madness it must be the calendar. I wrote the following three years ago. I posted the blue story the night that Ruth died. I had already written it and followed through with the …

I posted a blog called Three Toasts in April of 2020.  It was about the three toasts that I offered when each of my three children were married: David in August of 2004, Mike in October of 2009 and Elizabeth in April of 2010.  I’m a crier and I cried through each toast.  When I …

I met Holly at Clara Barton Junior High. We didn’t hang out together. I thought she was too pretty for me. That thought continued throughout high school during our four years at George A. Dondero. In addition to being beautiful, she was cool. I didn’t find my own cool until halfway through my sophomore year …

I read this online a couple of days ago. The person I was before you took your last breath and the person I am now are two very different people.  I died with you that day only I kept breathing and you didn’t. I think the point is you can’t go back to where and …

Synchronicity is a term coined by psychotherapist Carl Jung to describe the simultaneous occurrence of events that are meaningfully related but lack a clear causal connection. It refers to the sensation that coincidences are more than just chance. I’ve been reading about the word in the Artists’ Way by Julia Cameron, and once I understood …