Kids will say and do the darnedest things. I think the earliest memory of my first word was no. Not Mama or Dada. I was told that I was a cute child, and I was a tad mischievous too. When my Aunt Sally would visit, she would often catch me in an act of trickery … Continue reading Liar, Liar, Couch on Fire!
October is Domestic violence month. This piece is dedicated to the survivors. May you find strength to move forward! I love food. The colors of fresh spring fruits, the tantalizing smell of steak searing on a summer grill, the medley of oven-roasted vegetables (squash, Brussels sprouts, sweet potatoes with a sprinkle of sea salt and … Continue reading Food. Fight. Love?
My gay DNA ...not really When I was younger I really loved to dance. I would get lost in the rhythms, moving with the highs and lows of the music. It allowed me to express myself; it still does. Though, I can no longer move at the level of a professional dancer, I can clear … Continue reading My Inheritance
This piece is dedicated to a December without 31 days, a Major without a squadron, and a Doctor who doesn't practice medicine. For those of us with different names, these designations are real conversation starters! What’s in a name? A question penned long ago for the romantic tale Romeo and Juliet written by William Shakespeare. … Continue reading What’s in a Name?
By all American standards, my family was pretty was normal. Dad was a Master Sergeant in the US Army and Ma was the obedient wife, cook, and caretaker of my older sister and me; we even had a dog. My father and I did all the stereotypical activities expected with society’s male bonding rituals; fishing, … Continue reading You’re What?!
This text is dedicated to my mother and all mothers, natural and otherwise, with a special shout out to the daughters: Lisa and Sandy, Deirdre, Danielle and Kimberly. Ladies, thank you for sharing a piece of your hearts. It’s only a myth that bad things come in threes right? Events of this year have really … Continue reading It Comes in Threes
On March 15th of this year, the country of New Zealand experienced an event that we here in the United States are sadly all too familiar with, a mass shooting. I work for a small nonprofit in Portland, Oregon. Our staff meets weekly to discuss projects and regular work business. Recently, the topic of ways … Continue reading Pulse Check