I’d like to write but the topic eludes me. Writing seems so “not present” at the moment. I’d really rather set up a coffee date with you and tell you all about it over a warm beverage. I tried to find a topic in Chicago this weekend. I wanted to share about the Herculean efforts […]
Read MoreA man on the streetcorner amplifies his voice through a bullhorn. “Jesus loves you,” he screams to no one in particular. A taxi horn toot-toots. Shoppers swarm across the bridge wearing dark coats, bright hats and multi-colored gloves as if it’s a uniform. The wound on my back throbs. I should have bandaged it I […]
Read MoreWhat a glorious day my higher power hath made! What am I grateful for? I spent the day with Nancy who traveled with me through relapse, recovery, divorce and rebirth. She’s one of those easy friends who totally gets my story and loves me through it. I am grateful for love in all kinds of […]
Read More“If you quit drinking so much water, do you think you wouldn’t ‘go’ as much?” she yelled in the quiet restaurant. “What?”, he snapped back. “If you didn’t drink so much water, do you think you would ‘go’ so much?” Chicago speaks loudly but in a warm, humorous way. The people are not as rude […]
Read MoreI packed my running clothes for the trip to Chicago. The last time I was here, I had a blast running downtown Michigan Avenue. The forecast was cold, but it’s almost never TOO COLD. I just have to dress for it. Last night I looked at the forecasted temps with wind chills below zero. Hmmmm […]
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