Today my heart broke again, but just a little this time. On the tail end of a 4-day trip home, we visited Dad at the rehabilitation facility on our way out of town. We walked through the beige doors and into the beige hallway towards his room. But instead of finding him unconscious, or on … Continue reading
Pinch me. I’m waiting to either wake up or see a shoe quietly hitting the floor.As of Sunday, Dad is out of ICU and moved to his own fancy hospital room with a view of the trees and mountains outside. He seems to be climbing the hill to recovery – albeit slowly. But we’ll take … Continue reading
Very little of what I actually write, think, or shoot ends up here. I try to keep posts current but sometimes dig up little nuggets that ask to be shared. Going back over scribblings from a couple weeks ago, during a particularly rough week, I found this little ditty: “Insanity, delirium, torn, tattered. Dad’s back … Continue reading
On Monday morning I drove to the LA County Courthouse to fulfill my civic obligation of jury duty. Don’t you assume that jury duty will turn out to be a traffic violation, petty crime or some marital dispute? I never imagined it would be something substantive, let alone a case and a victim with whom … Continue reading
It’s a bizarre experience to have tears and sadness, yet at the same moment – feel such piercing gratitude for your life. I suppose feeling truly thankful is the only thing that gets us through challenging times. It is at this same precipice – looking down into a deep chasm of potential loss – where … Continue reading
Universe – I was not ready for this. An overwhelm of fear and sadness is not what I meant when I asked for time to stop. I’m left to wonder if with great blessing, comes great tragedy. Is that how you find balance – and if so – what the hell universe? Thank you for … Continue reading
I’m craving an orchard. A place to behold and celebrate life in this potent harvest time. A place to work, find peace, smell the dirt and feel the simple heat of the earths light… the crunch and crackle of the wind. A place where exhaustion is won through joyous hard work, instead of defeating stress. … Continue reading
The “Occupy Wall Street” demonstrations have reached over twelve cities across the nation, and I will confess to being fired up. From a safe distance of course …a protest rally is no place for a toddler. Images of young people in handcuffs are surfacing on every news channel. I’m hopeful that change is afoot and … Continue reading
Ok let’s get one thing straight. I’m not a product reviewer, nor do I intend to become one. This is not out of some virtue of snobbery – I just doubt I have enough loyal readers to really warrant it. BUT this gizmo has brought so many smiles to my face, I had to share … Continue reading
Dear President Obama, On the day you were elected — we cheered, we danced, we felt all the hope and possibility you had fed us for the last 15 months. We were full…and on the winning team once again. But you’re letting us down. They’re pushing you around and you’re turning the other cheek. What … Continue reading
