Hello from Danville, I am in the town where I do the great majority of my medical appointments waiting on a lunch appointment. I have noted from time to time that I have lived my life with not much of a strict sense of where or why. Suffice it to say there was no grandContinue reading “Is it Stars Aligning or?”
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The Blessings (perhaps) of Memory
Good very early morning. As is often the case, I have slept for a while, but I am awake after 1,036 miles of driving over two days and falling asleep at 7:45 earlier this evening. It is now a few minutes after midnight. The drive was long, but generally uneventful, which is also a veryContinue reading “The Blessings (perhaps) of Memory”
Why Bullies are Problematic
Hello from my office as the semester steams toward the end, I have had a busy week, but I am counting on this finals week being both busy and productive. It has been an emotional rollercoaster, both as our department has processed the loss of a dear pillar and colleague in the department, but alsoContinue reading “Why Bullies are Problematic”
Trying to Make Sense of Our Illogical World
Hello after a quick trip to Cape Charles and “Life on the Half Shell” and now weeks beyond, It is the end of the Bloomburg Fair week and Anton has had the week off of school. He has become a fair aficionado, but I guess that is something he can always take back to Denmark.Continue reading “Trying to Make Sense of Our Illogical World”
Imagining Parenthood
Hello from Kraków, Forty-seven years ago today, I became an uncle. I wax 16 years old and working two summer jobs. I was staying at my grandmother’s house for the summer, and while I was trying to be responsible, I still had a lot to learn. During that hot July, my older brother and hisContinue reading “Imagining Parenthood”
Twenty-Five Years or so in the Making
Good morning from Kraków, Let me offer a bit of a spoiler alert on this post: while I am pretty open or transparent in what I post, this blog will probably push that limit of openness as it will reveal to a greater degree than perhaps ever with how I struggle just being human. WhileContinue reading “Twenty-Five Years or so in the Making”
May Day . . . then and now
Hello on a Wednesday afternoon from my office, When I was growing up as a child in Northwest Iowa, May 1st was a celebratory day. We had a May festival at school and we practiced dances and we had bleacher set up at my school yard and parents came to watch their sons and daughtersContinue reading “May Day . . . then and now”
When Customer Service Isn’t
Hello on a Thursday afternoon, It is a bit overcast and a little breezy, but still feels like we have finally put a winter season away. It was neither a cold nor a bitter winter, but it was nonetheless long and taxing. There were no significant snowstorms nor did we see any bone-chilling-hide-indoors sort ofContinue reading “When Customer Service Isn’t”
Becoming Norman . . . Pleased or Chagrined?
Hello on the weekend, It has been an emotional couple weeks, and if you have been reading the blog, you have some sense of why that is, but I think there is more. There are times, and their frequency seems to be increasing at an alarming rate, that I feel like I am simply notContinue reading “Becoming Norman . . . Pleased or Chagrined?”
When is Acceptance Merely That?
Good early to mid-morning, I am on the road, having been up early and getting some school work done before heading back to Bloomsburg, but a stop at Cracker Barrel for an egg sandwich will be on one stop on the 5+ hour drive. I am continually amazed at how life is simultaneously predictable andContinue reading “When is Acceptance Merely That?”
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