To see things differently, I might have to change my lens

To see things differently, I might have to change my lens

I love photography. Really, really love photography. Decades ago, when I hated my job and needed to do something else, I walked into my therapist’s office and announced, “That’s it. I was never supposed to be in the corporate world. I am supposed to be an artist. I’ll...
I’ve never seen Danny (my dad) cry before…

I’ve never seen Danny (my dad) cry before…

For those of you have haven’t been following along, Danny has been on hospice since about last July. He’s not necessarily dying any time soon, although we have been told twice that it’s imminent. (It wasn’t.) I see him pretty much every day. I can’t begin to explain –...
Rest, rest some more, and joy

Rest, rest some more, and joy

I do (pretty much) realize that probably no one would notice if I didn’t post a post this week. And yet, here I am. Because I want to. It’s not really a post. More like a quick check in. I tested positive yesterday morning. I am quarantined. I am going even slower and...
I really, really, really let go this time

I really, really, really let go this time

Those of you who personally know me probably know me as a wee bit controlling. I don’t see it in myself, actually, but I’m pretty sure it’s there. Don’t get me wrong, my controlling-ness is not because I in any way think I’m best at doing things. At least I don’t...