And if there are moments where heaven opens up a little, rains down some extra happiness, this was one of those nights.

I knew in my gut that I would carry this with me all my life. The knowledge that empty space could be a hell of a thing.

These days. I miss the used to be. The way back when. I miss my Mother bringing in the mail, pouring her tenth cup of coffee, sitting...

These days. Remembering other-worldly places I have been. Teenage days where rain turned us away from the beach, lightning kicked us off...

These days. How they slip beneath my feet. Some feeling sturdy like walking on ancient rocks. Others, suddenly, without warning, like the...

These days. I’be been thinking of the West - a lot. More precisely, of the Southwest. Four corners area. Of when I lived in New Mexico...

These days. I am old enough to know some things but still- my mind, it worries. My heart, it hurts. For people in war torn places. For...

These days. I listen to Gregg Allman sing these words. “I’ve been out walking, don’t do that much talkin’ - these days.” And so it goes....