A dear friend asked me that question, and not only is it a fair one, but a good one. And I’m sure that if one person is wondering about this, then perhaps others might be, too. And these folks deserve a good answer. I tried to provide some sort of explanation for the blog title … More What’s Who Loves Kitty about, anyway?
When I was young, I had a rock collection. The region I lived in was not particularly geographically dramatic or interesting, so the bar was low. Granite was considered exciting; lovely white, iridescent quartz made my day. Most of the rocks were not very large; they could be found on the side of the then-unpaved … More On the rocks
I don’t know why, but I feel like writing about ghosts again today. (This will probably be the last post along these lines for a while!) 😉 This one is far more benevolent than the last one. 🙂 — I had met my partner’s grandfather, “Granddad”, in 2001, along the escape route from my northern … More Cats see ghosts
My last post was about my own ghost. That ghost is benevolent. Not all are. Some are vampiric. This post is about them. (Before I go much further, I should issue a Content Advisory, as there are brief mentions of home invasion and sexual assault.) I was a bright, vibrant, successfully-masking high school graduate, leaving … More Escaping the ghosts
I’m one of those hopeless nostalgics, the ones who lament about the fading away of the “good old days” and desperately, futilely tried to bring them back or recreate them somehow. Bah! Humbug. 😉 I think I’m finally beginning to embrace the newest Turn of the Century. In fact, I’m almost beginning to feel comfortable … More Maybe the 21st century *doesn’t* suck…
If someone would have come to me, say, 20-30 years ago and said, “you’re going to be a doctor”, I probably would have laughed. “You’ve got me mixed up with somebody else,” I would’ve replied, before turning away to get back to writing my music or cramming for that next Econ exam or whatever. Medicine … More How I got into healthcare
For the past few years, it seems like I have been in a low-level, almost stealthy state of grief. Sometimes it’s for loved ones, both the 2-legged and 4-legged varieties, who have passed on. And there are plenty of those. I’m always amazed when I hear that someone well into adulthood, usually in their 30s … More Always grieving ❤