Welcome.

Welcome.

This site is under construction, just so you know.  In case it looks a little janky or old-school or hodge-podge, it’s because we’re repainting the …

 

Countdown.

Countdown.

Twenty-seven days left.  Until another page turns in God’s book where my years are numbered and until another candle is placed on the cake down …

 

Lost and Found.

Lost and Found.

The lock button on the door of my Explorer hasn’t been working lately.  Last week, I didn’t think very much about it, but this morning …

 

Shadows.

Shadows.

As I have been in NC last week and now in VA, my heart and mind and soul have been barraged with thoughts and emotion.  …

 

Benchmark Moments.

Benchmark Moments.

Sometimes life can so easily blur between days and duties and the details that get us up in the morning.  But often it is the …

 

Seasons and Tailwinds.

Seasons and Tailwinds.

Did I ever tell you about The Summer That We Were Homeless?  It rivals the Winter at Madison Street, in that the temperatures were extreme …

 

Inhale the Purity.

Inhale the Purity.

The random speckle pattern of rain on a bleached sidewalk. The moon-lit silhouette of branches and blossoms against a frosted glass window.

 

Then.

Then.

Honesty that beckons fear. Tracing steps that led me here. Washed away in strings of years. There’s no way back.  No way back.

 

The Ledge.

The Ledge.

I read this week that the towering Sears Building in Chicago has now unveiled The Ledge - a four-foot glass balcony on the 103rd floor. …

 

Downpour.

Downpour.

If my head is swimming with thoughts, then my heart might be drowning.  Life can be so complex.  And as beautiful as love is and as …