Sitting at my kitchen table one day, surrounded by a mess of scribbled pages, I made the decision to start a blog and document my experience with a desmoid tumor diagnosis. I wanted to help people with the disease, as I had been helped by so …
My Endeavors Are Not Your Job
Friend, I have something to say. I’m a writer, if you’ve noticed. A dang good one, if you ask me. Once a week, give or take, I pour my heart and soul into roughly 1,000 words and I send it out to the masses. Sometimes you …
In The In Between
A mountain was building cell by cell. It grew bigger and bigger still as summer persisted weeks into fall. Traipsing through the yard with bare feet. Lying in the grass, our skin inhaling the sun. No one ever noticed the mound that grew beneath us. Not …
The Other Side of Mourning
I moved away from the coast almost two years ago. Sold the home that was a stone’s throw and a short bike ride from the ocean. I left the spot that hurricanes seemed most drawn to, moved far away, deep inland and still the hurricane found …
Keeping Time
Evening begins saying its goodbye to afternoon. I should have begun dinner long ago, but I can’t help myself. I want to savor some moments sitting in the backyard. It’s warm. Summer is not going anywhere. The humid air clings to me like melting taffy. But …
Dad, We Are Finally Free
Today is my father’s birthday. He would have been 88. He died on Independence Day a few years back. I don’t know how many years back, exactly, because my dad wasn’t the kind of guy you always wanted to remember. He was often the man I’ve …
5 Reasons You Shouldn’t Read Gin & Lemonade
If you’re a blogger like me you tend to take this writing thing very, very seriously. Stiff upper lip, starched collar, and all that nonsense. You do your research. Edit until your eyes bleed. Connect with other serious bloggers. And you definitely don’t follow a blog …
