As the wolves bay and the trees sway, as the dust blows in and hits my face. I drink it in with every breath choking on feelings unable to translate. The gut knows but the heart reaches, grasps for solid ground, a safe haven. It finds none here. This is…

I see the words written on the small piece of paper in a jacket pocket. I have the speeches saved for dinner laid out in my head. I even have an Avett Brothers song I want to learn on guitar to sing. I see it will make everyone there cry…

There is a man in my building. When I wake up and stare out my window I look down into the building’s slanted driveway and he is there. 7:00am in the morning and he is there. …

June 9 “On June 9, 1921 James Monroe Holton was born. He was one of nine children, he lived through the Great Depression, two World Wars, was married for over 50 years, had 3 daughters — our mothers, provided for a family, and fixed everything with his bare hands. …

It was only a dream. A projection of some twisted reality, but not an actuality. It was the last dream of the night. As the morning arrived. For some reason God seems to send those juicy ones just before the day begins. One could call it a sign; hiding in…

As she shaved her daughter’s head her eyes were glassy. She kissed the top of her head where the clippers had just recently buzzed and gave a simple, “Shhhhh.” Mother’s quiet confidence that everything will be okay. It is in God’s hands. The cancer wouldn’t take her daughter like it…

30 Days. 30 Photos. 30 Lessons. Lesson 30: Remember… It… All 30 has come and gone. April 8, 2021 was a day like many others. I worked, talked to my mom and dad, got coffee with a friend, worked out, made dinner, talked to friends on the phone… then watched…

30 Days. 30 Photos. 30 Lessons. Lesson 29: My People Are My Biggest Joy It probably doesn’t take much for an outsider to see. It took me a lot longer to realize it. My people are my biggest source of joy. Thank you for being that to me. …

30 Days. 30 Photos. 30 Lessons. Lesson 28: Distractions Are Okay We broke up on a Tuesday. I left that Friday. By the time the next Tuesday rolled around I had made it from Raleigh, NC to Spokane, WA. I knew I was going to be a mess after the…