“With and Without Her: Twilight”

I was sitting on a bench up the hill from the rocky shoreline… the sun setting, the chilly sea breeze whispering across my face and a heavy scent of sea water in the air. My daughter, the youngest, sat on my right side… I don’t know what she was thinking about. The last time we… Continue reading “With and Without Her: Twilight”

“Without Her: Sacred Dust”

       I have picked up my pen several times, placed the pad in front of me and yet, I haven’t been able to finish anything. Is it because my muse is missing? Is it laziness? Is it grief? Or perhaps a combination of all of the above…       Last time, dear… Continue reading “Without Her: Sacred Dust”

“Without Her: 9 Months Later, I’m Not Okay”

    I was sitting down watching Nashville the TV show the other week. I was so happy that it returned. Since ABC cancelled it, Country Music Television picked it up. I can’t say I’m anywhere close to liking the writing this season. First off, they are screwing up every relationship on the show, everyone is… Continue reading “Without Her: 9 Months Later, I’m Not Okay”

“Without Her: Friday Night Booze and Bluez”

   It started with one glass then another then another and another…     Like a fisherman I casted out my text to see who would bite. I was in the mood to talk. There was a lot on my mind and I needed someone. It was a long  day. I just wanted to go… Continue reading “Without Her: Friday Night Booze and Bluez”

“Widower”

 “Life’s journey has brought me to you and we shall continue together” the pendant says on the front. “Here’s to you, Here’s to me, Here’s to us. Semper Fidelis Love, Abby” She inscribed on the back.. Sharol always said that she was not the romantic one…as she would tell the listeners “Tyrone is the romantic… Continue reading “Widower”

“With Her: 19 Years, A Great Run”

Today August 8th, is our 19th wedding anniversary…      Last time, my dear reader, I told you about the anger that I was feeling. This time… I’m overjoyed with the blessing given to me, of 19 years of marriage. Sure I feel a bit cheated out of not being in Greece or New Orleans… Continue reading “With Her: 19 Years, A Great Run”