Everyone, at one time or another, will find themselves surrounded by an uncontrollable tide, pulling reluctant and tired legs toward yet another uncomfortable, unpredictable future.…
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The cold trigger curved around my finger….hammer cocked….a bullet anticipating a strike and thrust. The woods smelled of Fall, dry leaves crunched under my legs…
Unfriend/unfollow. These could be the two most important functions I will learn to use more and more. I recently unfriended. The whining, the drama, the ranting, the negativity were so overwhelming. I thought I was required to read it, sympathize, offer, “You go girl. You’re strong. You’re a survivor!”
I realized, by reading their posts,
Our cousins from California have gone home, linens changed, the kitchen cleaned up. It’s been a week of stories, discussions, and porch talk extended for hours. We did something that is becoming more and more rare;
Ding dong. Our doorbell rang and I heard my wife talking to the 8 year old neighbor girl who had stopped by to say hello. I was sitting on the couch nursing a bum hip from hoisting too many stones and rocks for landscaping. In consideration, my wife was gently telling her that we were busy and could not talk right now.
I quickly analyzed the situation;
I wrote my obit today. Strange thing to do on a beautiful, sunny day, maintaining good health, good friends, a loving wife and family. I wrote my obit to find out what I had to say about my life heading into my 6th decade. The easy stuff was the resume covering a career in broadcasting, teaching, and not-for-profit work. What I wanted to discover was if my values, what I had learned, translated into an actionable presence here and now.