... on post traumatic rest in order

Fred and I are resting today, because it’s been a trying week.

Well, I don’t want to minimize it.

It’s been a trying week and five days… 1,288 more words

Just Ponderin'

... on wrinkled hearts

I have decided that, when my being is challenged by fear or threatened loss, or loss itself, my heart does not break.

It does not crack. 563 more words

Just Ponderin'

3/21 World Down Syndrome Day

Down syndrome. You can spot “them” from across a gymnasium. Their eyes are different…they have a flat nose bridge. They have some kind of learning disability.

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Feel Good Stuff

... on death considerations and writing

Yesterday I went to visit my friends in New York and we spent a lot of the time there talking about writing and the creative process. 353 more words

Just Ponderin'

... on gifts of food

When I was about 18 or 19 years old, I went to live with Granny and Grampa at their small house on Parham Road in Tyngsboro, Massachusetts. 1,002 more words

Just Ponderin'

... on a low-down, underhanded, sneaky theft

In 2002, while Granny and Grampa (the Old Yankee Man) were in Florida, Grampa’s dog died.

Sunny was a ‘pound dog’. A collie/shepherd/who-knows-what-else mix.

JoHn and I had chosen her, with Granny’s ‘okay’, from the Humane Society, shortly after they lost JoHn’s childhood ShepHerd, Misty (who had become Grampa’s dog when JoHn went to college). 1,660 more words

Just Ponderin'

... on hows and whys

How can you listen
When he struggles to find a word
When his topics shift
Like grains of sand on a snow white beach?

I just listen. 93 more words

Just Ponderin'