Valentine’s Day: The Struggle Is Real

I’ve never really liked Valentine’s Day. I’ve long suspected that it’s a fake holiday invented to fatten the wallets of the CEOs of the chocolate and florist industries, so I didn’t make a big deal out of it. Will, on the other hand, always bought me a card and roses, and in good years we went out forContinue reading “Valentine’s Day: The Struggle Is Real”

Off To The Races

I hate it when I can’t get my thoughts to congeal, as evidenced by my inability to pay attention in church this morning or concentrate on writing for the past couple of days. I’m fine otherwise, but there’s this constant flow of ideas which slip away just as quickly as I become aware of them…..although every now andContinue reading “Off To The Races”

The Things We Do For Love

Once upon a time, in a galaxy far, far away, I was driving home from work when I slid on a patch of black ice and lost control of the car. Although I didn’t wreck it, the out-of-control feeling I felt as it spun sickeningly was so terrifying, I decided on the spot that I would never again drive in freezing conditions. TwoContinue reading “The Things We Do For Love”

Picking Up the Pieces

So I’ve been doing a lot of ruminating over the events of the other night, and I’ve come to the conclusion that I really screwed the pooch on this one. It’s hitting me that I violated abstinence (as it’s called in 12-step circles) after almost TWENTY-TWO YEARS. And all over something as stupid as beingContinue reading “Picking Up the Pieces”