THE OWL'S SONG

Disclaimer:  This post is not about really about Obama, nor about Clinton versus Trump, and not really about politics.  I am retired fr...

Later this week the movers will arrive to load up our stuff and take it to a new place. We have lived at our current address (a pleasant ran...

I haven't blogged in a long time.  It has been hard to find a voice or anything worth saying in the current sorrow, doubt, anger and wea...

Last night was the monthly " Aletheia praise night" at prison. Aletheia means "the truth that is revealed" and is th...

In the last post with the tag "Ken's Ordeal" I said that Ken was waiting for a brain MRI and to hear the results of many hours...

I walked in the city On a sidewalk No one near. Strangely lonely, Empty city. In the gutter,   A glint of sunshine. I stopped, Lo...

I have not played the Friday Five for a very long time.  Today is the day, since I'm home from work.  Over at Rev Gal Blog Pals, Deb has...

The story of the blue counters begins with a dream that came at a terrible time in our lives.   While this story is not about that time, I s...

It has been three months since a post about Ken, but here is number sixteen.  That in itself is a bit horrifying.  I think I have avoided po...

On April 4th the long-awaited replacement of Ken's failed knee prosthetic took place at Milwaukee's VA Medical Center.  His pain had...

It has been two months since I posted.  Where to start? Ken had a PET scan.The rheumatologist says that the illness Ken has, whatever it i...

Last Sunday, January 2nd, Ken's brother, Kevin passed away.  He was 54. Kevin lived with us for almost five years.  The last few month...