Silence. No traffic in the streets. Stores and restaurants are closed. Businesses shut down so employees can spend time with those they love, whether family or friends. Homes are open. Families are reminiscing. Friends are laughing. Joy is present. Sadness and sorrow are distant, dying embers of faint, color-faded memories. We stop and look aroundContinue reading “The Day After”
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The Restart
Sometimes, parents feel like they haven’t done well at parenting. It’s a never-ending learning experience. I feel that way about being a husband as well. Most days, I feel like I failed, but I always wake up with the determination to be the best dad and husband I can be. Here are my thoughts onContinue reading “The Restart”
The Footprints
I enjoy reading poetry. For a long time, that’s all I ever read. I have a first-edition book called The Ballad of the Brand written by Robert William Service. It’s exceptional. My favorite poem that he wrote is Carry On. I would peruse poemhunter.com and read the poems of Langston Hughes, John Keats, Walt Whitman,Continue reading “The Footprints”
Writing Every Day
You might have noticed that I’ve been posting a story here every day. Maybe you didn’t. But if you did, and you are tired of it, I’m sorry. But I must persist. I was encouraged at the end of last year to do something that I’d wanted to do but never had. And that wasContinue reading “Writing Every Day”
here again
it’s autumn in missouri persimmons fall off the tree the frost is on its way sun sets early today the cool winds blow gently across my skin that’s how I know autumn is here again
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