I sit in my mother’s old rocking chair, the same one she used to rock me in when I was … Continue reading The Reluctant Soldier
Flowers grow above the ground where his ashes lay at peace, to remind us that amidst the thorns, his beauty blossoms like a scarlet memory, Continue reading Happy Father’s Day, Indeed!
Sometimes it is demanded, taken and kept, and almost always earned and freely given. Continue reading Love is …
If had but one wing I would still fly because you taught me that anything is possible, even without knowing … Continue reading One Wing
I pick her up, she wraps her arms around my neck and squeezes hard. Continue reading Fixing a smile –
… to see my son cry in a place of G-d, pisses me off. Continue reading Religious Freedom and the Invisible Wall of Intolerance.
My mom’s granny is called, Mimi, and she gets sick every time she comes to our house …” Continue reading Second Grade Mentology.