Life
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Learning To Drive
Where I work has a big ol’ off-the-beaten-path 400 car parking lot. It sits empty pretty much. Today I witnessed a girl learning to ride a bike. Not judging but she looked to be about 14 or 17…. it -was- from a distance. Mom and Dad were eagerly yelling instructions out. Fun times. I first drove a car with the blessing of my Mom. I tagged along with her and Pam, who had her permit and needed practice. Marshdale Elementary parking lot. I remember it well. I spent time on the tether ball court while they did what they did, not really paying much attention. Mom was pretty patient, and there were no…
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The Snow “storm” of 2021
Went out for some pictures at my favorite place this morning. The 2021 storm was delayed.
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Struggles
The wheel chair photo was taken in March 2018. My father was in the hospital dealing with his newly diagnosed cancer. The photo of Mom and Dad was taken in March 2012 in California. We took a trip out to San Diego. Good Memories.
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I really have no idea
It’s the first Monday of the New Year. 2021! What can I say? It’s no different than yesterday, or yesteryear. Although I admit I have not been myself. Covid funk perhaps. I don’t know. Honestly. I feel like I’ve been punched. Not caring about the big things, and caring way to much about the small things. This is new to me. I exist, and that’s about it. The art of Saturday / Sunday do nothing has crept into Monday. Tuesday becomes the attempted recovery of Monday. Wednesday just is. Thursday comes along leading to doubts about the weekend. Forget Friday, it’s an allowed excuse. Wake up on Saturday, do nothing.…
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A final note about 2020
A long rambling post without much point other than to say what’s in my head. It’s the last day of the year and it seems appropriate. 2021 is a day closer. This shit being over is a day closer. If we don’t remember, we are doomed to repeat. On January 7th, I got my Passport for an expected trip to Australia. I was excited and both Mom and Dad were excited for me to go, but it took them prodding me for months before I said yes to the trip. Almost every phone call Mom would ask, When are you going? April! Ticket was purchased all things GO! I was…
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Monday
Sitting without feelBusy work to pass the timeThe day moves, but I do not….
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The Family Tree
One of my favorite Christmas memories is of the family tree. It was never anything polished or perfect with 100 generic bows, perfectly placed lights, and many same Christmas balls. It was unique. Each ornament had a story. A mismatched set of all the unfit Christmas ornaments gathered over the years. Hand made by little hands or carefully chosen because they were cute. Some indeed mass produced. Every year a few more added. Each kid had our favorites and we always got to hang them with care. We had three extra special ones. A big glass ball with each of our names in glitter. Paige, Pam, and Scott. Always the…
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Masked
The occasional bug to self portrait. Think this sums up 2020 with a few short weeks to go. I miss people’s smiles. I miss hugs. I miss conversation. I miss family. I miss leadership. I miss walking the mall. I miss my coworkers. I miss spitting on the grass. I miss downtown. I miss haircuts. I miss me. I miss many other things I can’t even express. We will all be different when this is over. Not even sure what the world will look like. Our attention. Our attitude. Our love for our fellow human. It will be difficult to adjust back I think. Some now are so fatigued that…
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Found It
Found the card. I’m not crying, you are.
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Our next President and Vice President
This is the beginning of the end to trumps presidential tour. I’m not happy, I am ecstatic. The last 4 years has indeed been a shit show, and I am reminded of my father’s words. “This nation is big enough and strong enough to survive 4 years of anyone being president.” He never thought of trump or a crazy pandemic when he said that. To be honest, I don’t even remember which president he was referring to. He was a life long republican but I have no idea when he flipped. Over the years I’ve held many of his same political leanings. In my heart though I would classify myself…
