The Fragility of Love
I love listening to Adrienne’s performance of Mary. It is one of these things that makes me pick up my guitar and play along with her. How I would love to have been in Buck’s place, laying on a little lead harmony. She has one of the best bands in the music scene right now. […]More
Even when I thought I couldn’t carry on, I did. Even when I didn’t believe I could keep on walking on a leg that had been broken, I kept on stepping. When I thought I couldn’t carry heavy loads, I kept on hauling, through sheer willpower not physical strength. I had to, there was simply […]More
Philia, Sweet Phillia…or the importance of Ruth
Outside is pretty scary today, very loud, lots of sirens, ambulances come and go. People living and people dying I guess, but as people live and die the bits that come between these bookends of existence are the glorious pieces, the difficult, and the beautiful. What happened out there was not beautiful. The sky is […]More
Hatred is infectious.
I have never wanted to kill anybody, especially not my ex-husband. At the time all I wanted was for him to stop and let me leave with the children. If I have to talk to him now, I feel a faint disgust, a small amount of sadness at his pathetic loneliness, and his vague attempts […]More