Bubby’s Books

Bubby’s Books

I lost my grandmother in 2007. Bubby, as I and everyone else called her, was the greatest force and brightest light of my life. (I first, on this blog, wrote about her here. Don’t go there now, that’s just for your future reading pleasure and reference.)...
At A Crossroads

At A Crossroads

The Road Not Taken I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I– I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.(~Robert Frost) Each of us in this thing we call “life” is on a...
Moving On…Or Burning Bridges?

Moving On…Or Burning Bridges?

To varying extents, each of us in our own lives is lugging around dead weight. By “dead weight,” I mean something that is heavy, something that takes up space, something that requires thought and effort and maintenance…yet offers no redeeming value, serves no one...
Ah, Oblivion

Ah, Oblivion

Apparently, I am oblivious. I never realized it before, but there you have it. I was oblivious to the fact that I was — and by all accounts still am — oblivious. And I could not be more pleased with myself. Let me explain…. A few months ago and for reasons...