Category Archives: Personal Reflection

Crossed My Mind

So many vivid memories. Leaving Junction City Kansas after Dad’s work week and heading toward Saint Paul. Climbing into the backseat of a two-toned salmon and white Chevy and watching my Father’s jacket collar as we motored along US Route … Continue reading

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She Was Too Much

She fleshed gluttony: too talkative, too loud, too desperate. Although she feigned conversation with her companion, she delivered her monologue to her captive audience. We weren’t captivated with interest; it was need. We needed procedures. We waited in the waiting … Continue reading

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Apart

Perhaps I’ve wasted my life trying to crawl above the adjective unique. Maybe unique is my legacy. Maybe unique is my apart. Maybe unique is my remembered. (Photo courtesy of fhbcgr.org)

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Amid

Midlife: the captive of couldn’t. Boundaries: physical boundaries. Cautionary lines drawn by consequence. Medical care: continuation and not cure. Midlife: the midst of people – surrounded by the people who’ve been chosen to matter. Midlife: centered. The centerpiece. Emotionally, familially, and responsibly the … Continue reading

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Faithfilled Leap

I stable myself at the top of the ladder as I gather the guts to aloft. I hope my heart can endure the spirit of the spring. If not flight, may I have the faith to foot the foundation. Fail … Continue reading

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Road Trip

My thoughts: Gnawing beef jerky while driving has lost the thrill. Olive, my new best friend from Omaha, makes the best old fashioned I’ve ever had. Worth the drive. She’s a bartender at The Broiler Room. Henry – a young … Continue reading

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Remains of Ours Days

I’m in the mood to write but I’m not in the mood to edit. So read or not. It’s all good. I feel like a celibate man who just discovered porn. I’m full and it’s time for the release. So. … Continue reading

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