Writing

When You Look at Me

What do you see when you look at me?An old man, tired and worn?Do you see the slowness in my…

11 months ago

The Last Fare

A Uber driver was wrapping up his shift late one evening when he accepted one final request. The address led…

11 months ago

Lobster Lies and Dockside Laughs

In a small coastal village, a fisherman was strolling up the dock, proudly carrying two large, lively lobsters — one…

12 months ago

Idioms – Part Two

Blog Post 2: From Battlefields to Boardrooms – Origins in Professions, War, & Nautical Lore In Part 1, we explored…

1 year ago

Idioms And Origin – Part One

Blog Post 1: Everyday Mysteries – Origins in Food, Animals, & Folklore English idioms often sound whimsical, but their roots…

1 year ago

A White Man’s Respect To Indigenous Culture

Respect isn't something that can be demanded—it must be earned. Yet, true respect often grows naturally over time, born from…

1 year ago

The Pupil Predicament

It was a typically restless Tuesday afternoon in Mrs. Jones' 8th-grade science class. The air buzzed with the low murmur…

1 year ago

Poem Supporting Those With Dementia and Alzheimer’s

I came across this piece written by Becky Hemsley and was so captivated by it that I felt compelled to…

1 year ago

Empty Nest, Quiet Heart: A New Journey

My dear children, As I sit down to write this, I’m reminded of all the moments we’ve shared—the bedtime stories,…

1 year ago

Thank You For Messing Up

Dating later in life means navigating a minefield of old hurts. To the ones who came before me—You left her…

1 year ago