Stories from the Steps

determination

  • Vol. 3, Chronicle 15

    SAND & DAD, A MEMORIAL DAY STORY: I got this vial of sand from one of the many wonderful educators that I am privileged to work alongside. She got the sand from a beach in France once codenamed Omaha. My… Continue reading

    Vol. 3, Chronicle 15

  • Year 1 ✔️, Year 2 ?

    YEAR 1 ✔️, YEAR 2 ?: So Miss Julie left for her pool’s first summer Saturday this morning. She departed with my traditional farewell of, “see ya’ Labor Day” & decompression arrived as I took my seat on the porch.… Continue reading

    Year 1 ✔️, Year 2 ?

  • The Dementia Talks #19

    Alzheimer’s, dementia, or any other alias this mind robber uses is difficult to navigate & I often question my choice to expose my family’s fight. One of my son’s football coach’s best summed it up with his catchphrase, “…that was… Continue reading

    The Dementia Talks #19

  • Vol. 3, Chronicle 13: Car Line

    MORNING CAR LINE, A RANDOM TUESDAY:“…Don’t let yourself go,‘Cause everybody cries, Everybody hurts sometimes…”“Everybody Hurts”  ~~R.E.M.~~      Powerful lyrics I think about sometimes as I participate in one of the unanticipated joys of my job, morning car line. Every morning,… Continue reading

    Vol. 3, Chronicle 13: Car Line

  • NOW

    VOLUME 3, CHRONICLE 12, NOW:      There is a scarcity of words. They are heavy, there’s a gravity as I pull them out of my soul trying to say something for Mother’s Day.       Earlier this week, I mentioned a friend that… Continue reading

    NOW

  • VOLUME 3, CHRONICLE 11, ARPEGGIO, THE BIRTHDAY EDITION: Music’s broken chord, the arpeggio, occurs when notes normally played simultaneously are played individually. Anyone with someone suffering a physical or mental ailment knows the difficulty of dealing with brokenness of what… Continue reading

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  • Vol. 3, Chronicle 10

    VOLUME 3, CHRONICLE 10: 4 YEARS IN SUNDOWN, NOW & THEN. As I say good morning to another night, I’m struggling with do I need to say something or do I have something to say? John Steinbeck said, “I write… Continue reading

    Vol. 3, Chronicle 10

  • Vol. 3, Chronicle 9

    AN APRIL 19TH 251 YEARS IN THE MAKING: The memory arm of this machine informs me that five years ago on this day, I said goodbye to Mel, a Navy veteran I called friend at my town’s National Cemetery. The… Continue reading

    Vol. 3, Chronicle 9

  • Vol 3. Chronicle 8, Redux

    A PERSONAL NOTE on changes & what you need to know from two years ago in what was known as Volume 1, Chronicle 14. CHANGES: 1)The day count is now 4,463, the years are at 13 & counting, & the… Continue reading

    Vol 3. Chronicle 8, Redux

  • GOOD FRIDAY STRIPES, ONE: “If I’d a’ had somewhere else to go, I’d a’ went.” One of NASCAR’s auto racing greats, Cale Yarborough, made this statement post race in 1970 after an unavoidable crash at South Carolina’s historic Darlington Raceway.… Continue reading

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