We have returned home to Youngsville. We, in this case, is our youngest daughter, Steph, her soulful traveling friend, Becca, and Chaga, Becca’s friendly dog. Our days and nights have been spent together- talking, crying, cooking, sharing stories about Weston and the trio’s stories from the road. For me, having Chaga here is a blessing. …
Since I started this blog, I’ve written about my experiences with change and the feelings that come up along the way. After a lifetime of journaling, therapy, songwriting, meditation, prayer and the deep, soulful conversations I enjoy with friends and family, I have merely transferred those thoughts and emotions to this new format. I’ve enjoyed …
Beth and I began writing and performing for children thirty-two years ago. Although it was not my dream to be a teaching artist, our being in this business has worked out very well for us and the people we’ve served. Apparently, “life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.” (Allen Saunders) …
As a child, winter meant lots of snow, heavy Mighty Mack jackets, frosty mittens, snowball fights and living dangerously on our Flexible Flyer sleds. I grew up in a suburb, 45 minutes north of New York City and boy oh boy did the white stuff come down from December thru March. I know that our …
What do you really want to do with the rest of your life? Is it financially possible to do it? Do you believe that if you jump that a net will appear? These and other questions are ones Beth and I have been asking ourselves for years, but more now in our early 60s. To …
I can get out of bed, take a shower, and get dressed for another day. I can show up for work, do my best, and try to be kind to everyone I meet. I can shop for food, learn something new, and watch a little TV before bed. Many years ago, a therapist told me …
Adrift means to float without being moored or steered. It describes how I’ve been feeling, lately. The benefit of having goals and/or a mission is that we enter into that state where we steer ourselves toward a particular end point. Even in the case of adventuring, I think we are seeking something that attracts our …
Our daughter, Helen, said, “I think there’s a difference between traveling and vacationing, Traveling is when you’re sightseeing. Vacationing is when you’re resting.” By that definition, this was a vacation. The weather was atrocious and there’s not much to do in a beach area when that happens. Beth said, “Hey, this might be what retirement …
Since arriving in Florida, we have been to four restaurants. All of the food has been delicious, the service friendly and no surprise – it’s an area where tourist satisfaction is the coin of the realm. Our daughter, Helen, and her beau, Dan, are both bartenders. They met because their places of employment are right …
If all goes as planned, you’re reading this and Beth and I are in Gulfport, Florida, a delightful little town fifteen minutes from our oldest daughter’s digs in St. Petersburg. If not, we’re somewhere between New York, 35,000 feet above the Atlantic and where we land in Sarasota. After a 3 hour departure delay, I’m …