Category: Journal

Reclined on the gurney My mind filled with worry My body wrecked with despair. Broken down. Once again. Mom, help. You stroked the crown of my head. My teeth clapped together uncontrollably.  Dominion stripped away. First by...

I had my first biopsy yesterday. I assume that they pulled some tissue from the lower end of my esophagus. I’m not particularly concerned about it and I wonder why. Is it because I learned of the biopsy while reading my...

I changed my mind about a lot of things this year. I’ve known better for a long time, but I did not necessarily do better. This past year saw me continue to wrestle with doing the right thing for my physical, mental, and...

It was an unseasonably pleasant mid-August morning of 1999 in Bowling Green, Ohio. The humidity was barely noticeable, the sun bright, and the mosquitos surprisingly absent. Good graduation weather, particularly when your cap...

The maternal wing of my family arrived in Bowling Green, Ohio five days prior. We’d had hot wings at Fricker’s, a few quick lunches at Frisch’s Big Boy, a quasi-classy meal at Easy Street Café, and a couple of pizzas from...