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My dad’s mom, Josephine, was from Mississippi (M-I- crooked letter, crooked letter, I-crooked letter, crooked letter-I-humpback, humpback-I)* and her accent was like music to me. It was soft and lazy, like a winding stream through a quiet holler. She was a firecracker, a live-wire packaged in a small, compact and powerful little body. Her hair…
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I see you on your bike, leather jacket on and sunglasses hiding your eyes, those windows to the soul. You sit as a king sits on his throne, powerful and revered. You appear to be fearless, strong, as masculine as a man can be. Your arms are strong with muscles built from lifting heavy things…
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Today we in the United States, we are celebrating our Independence from the British monarchy and the drafting of our Declaration of Independence. Yay us back in the day! I have been working for quite some time now on my Declaration of Independence and I’d like to share it with you; at least what I…
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Friday night, Facebook and falling down the rabbit hole that is the past.
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Daydream Believer was the number one song on the charts the day I was born. I love the Monkees and their music has always made me feel good. I mean, who can be unhappy when you hear Davy Jones’ voice and picture his cute smiling face? I fell in love with him, his accent and his…
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It was a hot Sacramento day in the summer of 1989.
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I Am Me, I Am Not You I had a dream that a bird flew to me and asked “Why? Why was I down on the ground, not up in the sky? The wind is cooler, the air crisp and cool; Why do you walk in the dirt, is there some special rule?” I paused…
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Father’s Day
AA, alcoholism, career, computers, Dad, data entry, demons, downtown, faith in God, Father’s Day, full potential, God, jobs, July 2012, large family, legacy, love, lung cancer, mental illness, mentor, my dad, one-on-one time, praise, realize your potential, recovery, repost, rest in peace, sheer force of will, sobriety, work ethicHe showed me the ugly, brutal attack of the soul that addiction and mental illness brings to a person, a family, a father. He also showed me a resolve of steel and a focus so laser sharp, it sliced through doubt and despair.
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I originally wrote this in 1987 and came across it today. I’ve updated it to bring it a little closer to the current time. Enjoy!
Mostly Michelle Marie 