How I met my pilot

How I met my pilot

Three years ago today, I woke up nervous. I drank my coffee, took a shower, and took an extra long time getting ready. Still nervous. Because I was about to do something that felt totally crazy… That afternoon, I drove an hour to the airport. To pick up a stranger. *****record scratch***** *****freeze frame****** Okay, … Continue reading

Take my hand, my son…

Take my hand, my son…

Today was a really emotional day. Mom and I spent most of the weekend in our hometown working to prepare my grandparent’s house for auction. The household goods were loaded into a truck today for the auction later this week, and we’ve been painting and cleaning for months now to prepare the house itself for … Continue reading

Mixed feelings on World Autism Day

Mixed feelings on World Autism Day

Once again, the time has come where blue bulbs grace front porch lights and enormous monuments around the world are robed in blue light. It’s World Autism Awareness Day… an international movement that has most certainly helped to make people “aware” that this thing called autism exists in our world. But it has not necessarily … Continue reading

Muñeco de Año Nuevo – Good Riddance to 2017

Muñeco de Año Nuevo – Good Riddance to 2017

I don’t know about the rest of you, but around here 2017 was pretty much a dumpster fire. Oh, don’t get me wrong… there were some good moments. I’m finally in my senior year. My fibro pain is mostly under control. I was able to travel a bit – went to Denver twice and Miami … Continue reading

On Behalf of a Grateful Nation…

On Behalf of a Grateful Nation…

Ed. Note: This piece was written both as catharsis on the loss of my grandfather, and as ethnographic research paper for Dr. Marvin Sterling‘s ANTH-E393 World Fiction and Cultural Anthropology class at Indiana University. It is both biographical and fictional.  The sky is a brilliant blue. There’s a warm breeze drifting up over the hill … Continue reading

Thoughts from the wee hours…

Thoughts from the wee hours…

After having just climbed back in bed after yet another late night trip downstairs with the tiny-bladdered dog, I have so many random thoughts floating around… Continue reading