Pervading Storms
Storms upon the horizon. That has been my life this year: a never-ending tide of tribulations with only the briefest glint of sunlight between… or sometimes not at all. The hardest part was that I knew they were coming. I could see the breakers upon the horizon as clearly a captain feels waves beneath the…
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Decisions, Decisions
I don’t know about any of you, but I hate making decisions. I’m the absolute worst when it comes to making decisions. Try as I might to get better at the process by seeing each one from all angles and weighing options, even asking advice of others, I still struggle with making decisions. Sometimes they…
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The Aftermath
The aftermath of surgery is a hard place–no matter how minor or major it was. It’s been over fourteen weeks for me and I’m still trying to wrap my head around all that took place. To say that I regret the decision is wrong. But if you ask me whether or not I’m okay with…
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Unplanned Lessons
Sometimes I find myself in a place I never expected or wanted to be in. I realize that part of my being there is based on choices I’ve made over time, but sometimes, things just happen. They just happen and there doesn’t seem to be a clear reason as to why. Like the day I…
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Summer of Adventure
Sometimes I find that things don’t go the way I think–strike that–they often don’t go the way I think. Take this summer for example. For the first time, in my life I switched to a job that enabled me to have the summers off. Yeah! (Not so for the checkbook, but great for potentially writing…
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The Next Adventure
Posting on a blog is an entirely new experience for me…and it’s honestly, a bit intimidating. It shouldn’t be because, as an aspiring writer, putting words on paper (or on a screen, in this case) should be as comfortable as an old chair. But sometimes that chair has springs sticking through the worn cushion and…
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The Craziness of Cats
The house of cats! These are our babies…really…they get spoiled more than the humans living in the house. Lewis and Clark are our two old farts. They’re brothers, hicks from a farm family years ago, wonderfully chill about everything. The little white snot on the side is Rory and she’s the princess. The youngest addition,…
Read more…The Bonds of Family
A deep wheeze shook the man’s frame like the gales of a hurricane. His voice trembled as he tried to speak, the volume rising then falling beneath a coughing fit. “Save your strength, father.” Trevor leaned over the grey-haired man with a cup of water but it was waved away. “I must speak to you… and…
Read more…A Monstrous End
“That can’t be.” Kan stared at the man who had been his… what? Friend? Caretaker? Keeper? Jailer would be a more accurate term today, although none of those terms seemed to really fit the six foot four tower of muscle that stood before him. O–which what how he was known–stood with his thick arms folded…
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