Is it funny? Is it sad? Maybe both
4th grade, her name was Shawna-5th grade. I stayed up all night covered in glue and glitter making a special “Will You Be Mine?” HUGE poster board Valentine’s card. Multiple colored markers, drawn hearts and love bubbles, little sweet nothings in marker.
“Dearest Shawna” “You’re Cute,” “May I Have This Dance?,” and more. On the back, I stapled an envelope filled with sweetheart candies, only the good ones. I wore a stupid red sweater vest from Goodwill that did not fit this chubby, poor kid. …
(I Haven’t Seen It Yet)
Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker comes out in theaters today and it’s got me in my feelings. I was not one of the thousands who stood in line in the winter’s cold outside of a theater last night. In fact, I really don’t have any plans to see it in a movie house during December at all. Yet, I am a little emotional this morning about it. I’m not the only one.
Well, it’s kind of a Gen X thing (sorry, Boomer). This is a big day, a milestone in history, the end…
Well, I should have
It’s been a long 24 months.
On this day, two years ago, blood was washing over my brain and filling my skull at a rapid pace. I had felt something like an explosion in my head and instantly felt woozy and feverish. Instead of lying down — as I am sure most men, including myself, would’ve normally done — I went to the hospital.
Burst aneurysm in the brain. Not good. If I didn’t die, I would most likely be stroked out and disabled. No more writing, no more singing, no more making music. After a…
Real talk about mass shootings: Coloradans have no time for “when will it be enough?” “Something must be done”
The answers are: never and nothing.
We suspected this after the Chucky E. Cheese shooting in ‘93. We especially knew it after Columbine in ‘99.
Nothing. No response.
And then another high school , Platte Canyon H.S. in ‘06, (you forgot about that one huh?) surely action would now be taken. Nope.
How about when YWAM and New Life Church (2 CHURCHES!) were shot up in ‘07. I mean, now it wasn’t just kids, it was religious freedom too, surely churches…
Yes. Yes, it is. (See, at least I hit the clickbait payoff button quick!)
I know, I know, you will scoff and snort at the idea of a dedicated MP3 player. You will consider me a relic and remind me that the MP3 is officially dead. Even though, you probably didn’t read beyond the headline to find that what actually happened was the MP3 basically entered the public domain because of licensing.
The Fraunhofer Institute for Integrated Circuits, a division of the state-funded German research institution that bankrolled the MP3’s development in the late ’80s, recently announced that its “licensing…
It’s midterms time. Time to vote for positions of the most disliked people in government. Oh sure, the Cons will tell you that “bureaucrats” are most hated, and the Dems will tell you it’s that guy in the Oval, but they are both wrong. It’s Congress. It’s always Congress.
In an average polls, less than 19% approve of the Congress’ job performance.
There are 435 members of the House of Representatives and 100 members of the Senate.
All 435 seats in the House and 35 of the 100 seats in the Senate will be decided. Additionally, 39 state and territorial…
First of all, I shouldn’t be here. I was supposed to die last August from a double brain aneurysm, but I did not. As it is my first birthday since that episode, this one means a bit more and deserves some deep reflection.
As you might be aware, I tragically lost my mom way too soon to a freak lung illness the same day I left Neuro-ICU last year. It’s been a long road of pain — emotional and physical — on the road to recovery that has led me to this day.
It’s a bittersweet day. I know I…
It’s a great reminder to live
That is one of the first sunrises I saw after I almost died last year from a burst aneurysm. I had two aneurysms; and now, more than 10 months later, a few brain surgeries, and incredibly difficult days, I am mending nicely, thank you.
I come from a family of alcoholics and depressives. My Grandma left by suicide. My mom nearly lost her battle with depression many times in her life which was cut short tragically last year. …
I know I’m not alone…
The sky was foggy and dark this morning as I awoke to the first Mother’s Day of my life without mom. Perfectly depressing right? No. She would’ve loved this day. She would’ve called me this morning and waxed poetic about what a beautiful sky it was with all the fog, and how the rain would make everything so clean, and how wonderful the crisp air was.
That was her, always optimistic. Always thankful.
I realize that this day is so hard for so many. I mean, if all goes well, your mom dies before you…
I’d love to tell you I’m fully recovered. I’m not.
I’d love to tell you everything is amazing. It isn’t.
I’d love to tell you that life has new meaning. It doesn’t.
But it is getting better.
You see, it’s not that simple, it’s actually quite complicated.
While I can celebrate my life this on this day, it will also be tied to one of the most tragic events in my life; the shocking death of my mom. That’s right, if you believe in God, go ask him/her about this one. On the same day I was wheeled out of…
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