Note: This blog is part of a series on a recent bicycle tour across Austria, along the Danube. To read from the beginning, click here.
Grieving
Breaking. Bad. (Part 2)
Note: This is the second of two parts. Click here to read from the beginning. Grateful that Jacques had not split his head open and died, I ran to him. He was attempting to stand. “Lie down,” I
Breaking. Bad. (Part 1)
Note: This is the first of two parts. Jacques—the guy I met while online dating a year ago—has learned how to walk again. Except for some residual pain he will likely feel for many months, he is
The Shit of Life
I haven’t written a blog since last November because my inspirations dried up for time. Life took a turn toward the shit pile mid-way through last year. I feel like ranting about it for a
Daddy’s Little Girl
My family lost its patriarch in October.
Beginning the Healing
Note: This is the second of two parts. Click here to read from the beginning. There came a moment when I felt the need to back up, step away from TJ and leave him in the good hands of the police
Calling 911
Note: This is the first of two parts. In late July, I returned home from a visit to my family in New Hampshire on a Tuesday night. I had work to do. I chose to do it while sitting on my bed,
Stories, Transitions, Plans and Inspiration
“Grammy, did you know I’m a mind reader?” my grandson Eli asked me one afternoon while we sat playing cards at the dining room table. “Really?” I responded. “Well, read my mind.” We put our
Interview with Domenic Ciannella
I recently got an email from a priest in the Episcopal church named Domenic Ciannella. He contacted me because he was interested in being featured in the Springfield Republican’s Voices of the Valley
Finding Healing
Alaina Leary is my intern this semester with Beetle Press. She has been helping me with dozens of writing projects, and about a month ago, she wrote a series of blogs about the death of her mother,