The Moon Landing and a Funeral

(re-run) The day we landed on the moon (July 20th, 1969), my parents took the family to a picnic/fishing spot at the Des Moines reservoir. I was going into high school in the fall, so it was a dorky thing to do on a Sunday, but hey? I couldn’t drive yet, and the food was… Continue reading The Moon Landing and a Funeral

The Spiritual Post

(re-run) A friend lost his younger sister to cancer last week. I lost my older sister in December to a myriad of health issues.  Grieving is a process. It doesn’t end all at once. It comes and goes. At least I’m not crying anymore. When a hummingbird gets in my face or flies close to… Continue reading The Spiritual Post

Weird Happy Hour Conversation

(re-run) My girlfriend asked me to meet her at the local outside restaurant on a beautiful 70 degree March evening, where a glass of house wine is only $7.00, and the small bites are good. She wanted to discuss politics, the primaries the day before, and the future of America. “Not Bernie!” she said. “The… Continue reading Weird Happy Hour Conversation

The Spiritual Post

A friend lost his younger sister to cancer last week. I lost my older sister in December to a myriad of health issues.  Grieving is a process. It doesn’t end all at once. It comes and goes. At least I’m not crying anymore. When a hummingbird gets in my face or flies close to me… Continue reading The Spiritual Post

Hello from Beyond the Grave

This morning my dead sister said hello.  With terrible allergies in this month of May, I was rifling through catch-all baskets last night looking for my oximeter that I’d bought during the pandemic, the one that shows oxygen saturation. I thought I might have walking pneumonia.  Then I took Pepto Bismol and my throat was… Continue reading Hello from Beyond the Grave

Two Memorial Services in Two Weeks

You know you’re in the second half of your life when you need to say good-bye to two friends in two weeks. It’s also because you’re in a large singles’ club, one you’ve been a member of for fifteen years. The first service was for a guy who was usually grumpy.  Some called him a… Continue reading Two Memorial Services in Two Weeks

The Moon Landing and a Funeral

(re-run) The day we landed on the moon (July 20th, 1969), my parents took the family to a picnic/fishing spot at the Des Moines reservoir. I was going into high school in the fall, so it was a dorky thing to do on a Sunday, but hey? I couldn’t drive yet, and the food was… Continue reading The Moon Landing and a Funeral