I miss a lot of things in the COVID-19 World. I miss seeing my friends, I miss taking road trips, I miss eating out. One of the things I miss most, at least the way it used to be, is grocery shopping. For most of my adult life, it's been an almost spiritual experience. I … Continue reading Comfort Foods
Hello friends, It's rare that I use this platform for anything but travel reports, but I do want to raise awareness for a cause that I am raising money for, as it is very close to my heart. Please do not feel obligated by any means, but I want to get the word out as … Continue reading JDRF One Walk for Diabetes
It's been a little over seven years since I received that terrible phone call, the one that signaled a new age of my life. It's a little surreal to look back at my world at the time of my father's sudden passing. I feel like I was just a kid then, even though I was … Continue reading The March of Time
On Christmas morning, Samantha and I were awoken at sunrise. Not by a child jumping on the bed or excited shouts coming from downstairs (the only other person in the house being Samantha's visiting mother down the hall) but by Sam's iPhone. When she answered it, the darkened bedroom was greeted with a bright Merry … Continue reading Groceries on the K-Line
"Sometimes you will never know the true value of a moment until it becomes a memory" - Iman How in the world has it been five years already? When I sat down to write this post about the anniversary of my father's untimely passing, it struck me at how much has changed since that fateful … Continue reading Five Years Later
Father's Day has been an ordeal for the last few years of my life. Back in January of 2011, my father died suddenly and unexpectedly. I wrote about it extensively on this blog and curled up in a hole for a while, consumed by my grief. I look back on that time as a strange … Continue reading Legends Never Die
I remember the day I saw Dad's new 2005 Mustang for the first time; he had driven down from Topeka, Kansas to visit Mom. Although they were divorced (and had been for a little while by then) acceptance was tough for him, which meant frequent visits. He had bought my Ford Focus a few months … Continue reading Built for the Road Ahead
Tomorrow marks three years since I received the fateful call that my father was gone. Although it feels like a lifetime ago, I can still recall details. I'm purposefully not looking at any of my old posts to see what effect the last several years have had on my memory. It was Tuesday. Driving into … Continue reading Three
