I’ve often been asked by young parents how we explained Santa to our children when they were young. One day, my friend Patti brought that question up again in the conversation. After hearing of our tradition of the "Spirit of Santa," Patti, like so many others, told me she was adopting it, ... Views: 837
Did you ever look into the bathroom mirror and wonder who was staring back?
With an evening off work, I decided to catch up on what I’d been missing on TV. I switched on a new series, Medium, and sat down to watch. It wasn’t five minutes into the show that I realized how true to ... Views: 1020
It’s Independence Day.
I’m watching rainbow glittered sparks twinkling overhead.
Surely this is what it was like in the beginning when the Universe burst forth with life.
Mesmerized, I gaze at the vibrant colors exploding amidst a velvet black backdrop.
How could I presume to ... Views: 831
Most often, living with dad was like living with a mentor. He wasn't just our father -- he was also our friend, our fishing buddy, our art teacher, our clown, and most of all a great Italian tenor. He sang like Enrico Caruso as well as anyone, including Mario Lanza. Pagliacci was his favorite, ... Views: 1082
I first met Jeanne six years ago upon moving into my apartment while getting a divorce. I can't remember which one of us introduced ourselves first. We are both friendly types though, so it didn't take long for us to cement a dear and lasting friendship. She is sixty-nine now and I am ... Views: 1178
If I held out my hand to trust you,
Could you give yours back in kind?
Could we begin once more with just us two?
And then allow our past mistakes to fade so quietly behind?
Perchance, there's someone you once placed your trust in, who hurt you last.
But when you look at me, could you leave ... Views: 1287