Last night my bride fell down a flight of stairs. She’s ok, but it was scary for both of us.
This morning my grandfather undergoes heart surgery after surviving a heart attack several days ago.
Life seems to be made up of edges right now.
So much of our lives revolves around the power of perspective.
Happy Valentines Day. I have some lovely, simple and beautiful plans with my wonderful bride this evening.
Te amo, Corazon.
Mixing up my formatting today. Think I may be doing it this was going forward.
Started off the day in one of those nasty funks we all sometimes get into. This poem marked the start of a turning point in my day, written during my lunch break, almost like I was writing it to motivate myself as much as anything else. It worked.
I keep running into scenes, excerpts, and quotes about childish things in adulthood–seeing things as a child sees them, not fearing judgement for what we enjoy, and embracing wonder. I think someone might be trying to tell me something, because the truth is, I struggle with these things.
Today we celebrated my grandmother’s 90th birthday with friends and family, food and memories. This poem was inspired by this celebration of her life.
