Sept. 23, 2021
Her
I'm always mindful of her, but at times her essence tends to be stronger. Sometimes it's a birdsong, waves crashing on the beach, a gentle breeze. Other times, it's the sharp blue sky or the sound of leaves rustling or children playing. Today it was the first cool crisp Fall morning. As the chill cut through my shirt and the Sun sparkled, I felt her again. I missed her more. I love her....still
Only If.....
This post is for all my team sports people. You remember during a game, or practice, win, or loss, that things like race, socioeconomics, religion, just fade away? Nothing matters but you and your teammates. If something's not right with the team, w…
You're Mad, Is It Worth It?
So they upset you, you're not going to speak to them for a while, you're going to have an attitude with them when they call or when you see them. You'll teach them to about making you mad if it's the last thing you do. Well, what if whil…
