02/02 = 24

notes upon notes upon notes black on a white page like words typed to be read aloud they encompass you the notes, that is define you, yet they don’t you are much more much more too than words read out of a book or written by hand or these words, you’re reading now these means … More 02/02 = 24

mac & cheese

I had two Thanksgiving meals this week and my daughter, when I spoke to her via phone, stated, “Isn’t it a little early?” I suppose that yes, it’s early to be celebrating Thanksgiving, but it’s November so why not? Thanksgiving is quite possibly my favorite holiday. Because of a few reasons. Mainly because it encompasses … More mac & cheese

06.11.18

the day picked for you you had no choice but it fits a June birthday at least I believe so because to me you are sunshine you are the blond head of hair the hospitable one the welcomer capable of addressing anyone perhaps you sometimes think of yourself as winter gray to me, you are … More 06.11.18

unexpected

I have experienced the unexpected this week. Not in a huge way, as in nothing revolutionary happened. Nothing far out of the ordinary, I suppose. Yet. Thinking back to Sunday, which was Palm Sunday. My son was in Kentucky for his spring break and performed a recital in Louisville. His sister surprised him by attending. … More unexpected

twenty three

Today marks my son’s 23rd birthday. So I felt it appropriate to write a bit about him. As far as children go, some people want a bunch. I wanted two. I wanted a boy and a girl. The boy being the oldest. And that’s what I got. Interesting, since other details of my life haven’t … More twenty three

windows

A man came to my house today to look at a broken window. The plan is he will get back to me after the holidays about fixing it. It’s cracked. In need of repair. A small window. I am reminded, inside my head, of small windows. As in time. My daughter is currently home. As … More windows

here to hear

My forte this week is not sleeping. Friday morning, 3am, awake. Anxious with nothing exact to pin the anxiety to. Except uncertainty? Lots of “I wonder(s)”… This previous Sunday was unexpected. An opportunity to hear my son play his guitar and his girlfriend sing. So I took advantage, as this is a rarity. A church … More here to hear

the process

I took a walk yesterday evening. I like to walk despite the fact I like to run. I came home after work, after teaching a piano lesson. And decided to walk. Even though. I had a dishwasher to unload. Clothes to fold. Emails to read and respond to. I decided to take a walk. Even … More the process

halt

August marches on to a grand halt. Tomorrow is the end. And I have mixed feelings.  I currently sit in a coffee shop. Pavement is the name. Located in Boston. It’s my third day in a row to sit here, in this very place. I have journaled. Thought. Talked a bit with my son. Drank … More halt

all I’ve got

I’ve had the conversation with my daughter numerous times. I tell her I believe the work I do is important. Imperative. And it’s fine that it’s not on the front lines. That I’m not loud or in someones face. That I feel my work is to be there in the day-to-day. In the neighborhoods. With … More all I’ve got