Be here tomorrow — My beautiful brother Jason died by suicide on August 12th, 2021. I decided a while back that I was going to start sharing some of the things from his Instagram account, as a way to keep him alive, to let him speak to people despite the fact that he’s gone. …

Take a minute to breathe — When I know there are extra things I need to take care of, my go-to move is to try to rein in my emotions. I can’t accomplish anything if I am all over the place, so to me, it makes sense (as a reflexive choice, not a conscious one) to…

Boo, I say — My dad started feeling horrid on Monday. He tested positive Wednesday morning. He has heart and blood pressure issues that complicate things for him. My mom has it now too and is feeling pretty horrible. She has Congestive Heart Failure and COPD, along with high blood pressure, so she’s also…

Stop staring at me — Glassy and bright, staring at me. Shivers up my spine. Goosebumps on my skin. Boring holes through me. Can you see my soul? Are you dissecting my heart? Do you want to inflict on me the indignity you have suffered? Do you want to drain my blood until the last…

Me thinks there are hour thieves loose in me house — Somehow, I blink and my day is over, and I still have a list of things I need to do that is 18,465,897 miles long. Clearly, I need to evaluate how I’m using my time. So . . . here goes. I got up this morning right on time (and…

A writing prompt response — “How do we change the world? One random act of kindness at a time.” — Morgan Freeman Scars mark her arms and up and down her legs, faded with time. The once-angry lines a thin, white map to the person she used to be. Follow the lines and you will find a…

A world of wonder — So much to discover; So many things to see Working to uncover what the world means to me a tree so tall, its branches reaching every moment an opportunity for teaching me my truth A bumblebee, burrowing so deep A flower’s petals The playground that he needs As pollen settles …

New chapters — My oldest kiddo (19) is housesitting for a friend who had a last-minute family emergency. I both love and hate when she is able to do things like that. I know she craves more independence, so I love it for her. …

A poem and reflections — Healing is a journey Each person’s is unique Search and find the beauty In thinking before you speak Extend kindness each day Never cause them harm Bitterness leaves pain Fueling deadly alarm Reach out in love Instead of judging them Wisdom from above Is like a hidden gem When your…