A Poem on Narcissism

This poem is about my past relationship with a narcissist. Silent Witness Your tenderness is fleeting, colliding with your underlying reality Brief moments, glimpses into the world, you know others exist Your narcissism is a trap, you are caged within yourself Content to exist alone, yet you seek a...

Thanksgiving 2018

What a holiday season we’ve had so far! Two days before Thanksgiving, my sweet Sarah’s stepmother, Lisa, passed away after a long battle with cancer.  She had touched the lives of so many people and no one was ready to say goodbye.  She was a mother, a grandmother, daughter,...

Work, Work, Work

Sarah and I went to her dad’s today and dug out the firepit in his back yard for him.  They don’t have a wheelbarrow, so we had to fill up 5-gallon buckets and Sarah carried them down to the fence in the back yard and dumped them over.  We...