Ex-sister-in-law

How do i handle her? I knew that she meant trouble for me, my brother and my family within a few minutes of meetiing her. She was a Colunbia University Comp Lit graduate and a Mabhattsn socialite. She caught the Seiko wristwatch and the Harvard grad sister and saw the opportunity she was looking for. … Continue reading Ex-sister-in-law →

Writing; Fighting

The clouds out my newly cleared out window look like punctuation: two small dark ones over a small white one. Today i am writing my heart out. I am writing for my son's life. I an writing for my salvation. I am wirking on my book. My therapist directed me to Ephesians 6: 10-20 The … Continue reading Writing; Fighting →

Terror

With my mother and me terror is always a factor. I am looking--in my mind--at the video footage of my son that i described in my last post--sick and disoriented. And it strikes me as a reflection of reacting with a sexually damaged Mom. That my mother just fostered our actual telatuonshio. But NO! My … Continue reading Terror →

Up All Night

I was up ALL NIGHT last night, laying still in the dark. My sister and her husband were here, and my son canceled a date in order be here to see them. Something horrible happened. Well, it happened some 18 years ago. Thats the trouble I'm having. It feels like its happening now and i … Continue reading Up All Night →

Visit from my Sister

Well! I havent been here for well over a month. My book has 48 pages si far and i am roughing in headers. My sister and her husband are here fir tge weekend and the proof of the Holy Spirit has shown itself. I saw my sister and my mothers closeness and that there was … Continue reading Visit from my Sister →

National Emergency; delayed post from Feb 18

Yes, the southern border wall crisis is a national energency. We need to protect the quality of life that is so enviable. Yes there is a humanitarian crisis swelling up from the South. Their humanitarian crisis is our nationsl emergency. We cant handle the load.

Pnuemonia

My life has gpne to a place where things have no meaning. Pneomonia from breathing in the fine down from a leaky comforter . Ive been deathly ill for 8 days. Naturally my mother ignored me. Today at 400 i got up and went out to Dunkin Donuts just to get out of the housr. … Continue reading Pnuemonia →

Book

He finally got to me about the book. I started him writing, i helped him write; thats fine. But his "insights" come from his conversations with me over MANY YEARS and i DO NOT take kindly to this. He took it for free. I am talking about my father. He said that an old colleague … Continue reading Book →

The Dove

I figure right about now the Hutton "Dove" (not its real name) is groaning. I am pulling out after 36 long years that ive been trapped in the rubble. Someone (who shall remain nameless) declined to get oil for the heater and the pipes burst. It must have cost all of our small endowment to … Continue reading The Dove →

Two very sick people

Just ran into a bad patch after my last post which involved getting put on the spot regarding my son's promised, belated visit to my mother for her birthday tomorrow. I have expressed dismay at her taking over my son. Then as i was processing this i was thinking about my poor blasted face and … Continue reading Two very sick people →