Happy Days Live On

Some may say that I’m morbid, even disrespectful. I say, it’s a matter of perspective, and love, a lot of love.  Today, my love died. Today, her eyes washed to oceans of blue and glimmers of white. Today, she surrounded me. Today, she showed me life floats on. And, today, I started watching the secondContinue reading Happy Days Live On

Passing Through Madness

Sometimes we have those momentary revelations that we write down and act upon or we just forget them, passing them off as frivolous or a lapse into madness, a simply unacceptable thought or notion. This happened to me more than once in the last year. I never bothered to write any of it down until now.Continue reading Passing Through Madness