In the time of a loved one’s passing, there are no words that can separate us from the pain or loss. Sadly, death is very much a part of living. And though my words are only an effort, I offer them to you with hopes that they may bring comfort in your time of mourning.
I was in my 20’s when my cousin Robbie died. He was on the tough end of Continue reading
I am currently working on an event. But before I tell you what the event is, I would like to qualify myself as a father.
When my daughter was two years old she was sitting at her mother’s makeup table and fell from the stool. I wasn’t there to see it, but I was told the stool flipped and hit my daughter Rachel in the bottom of her chin.
I was on my way home from Columbia Presbyterian Hospital when I got the call. Of course, traffic would not agree Continue reading
I wish you were here to see this…..
Currently, the temperature is 54 degrees in Midtown Manhattan. The leaves have turned orange in Bryant Park and the city has set up an ice skating rink in the middle of the park’s winter village.
Everyone is skating around in the same direction. Some skate better than others, but everyone is still smiling.
I like that…
There are two women Continue reading
I submit there is no smell like the smell of fresh coffee in the morning.
My eyes are slowly waking, and outside, the sunrise is about to unfold.
The sun is peeking over the homes in my backyard and a string of small birds have Continue reading
In the mad rush from 34th Street to the place where I call work
I push through the mob of faceless people,
and meander passed the pan handling drunks that sit filthy
and hold a sign which reads,
“Help me, I’m homeless.” Continue reading
We were basically children at the time.
We were children playing adult games and sent to a farm in a small town on the border of New York and Pennsylvania.
Everyone in the community came from their own background, and each person had their own Continue reading
It seems as though tomorrow never comes in the timespan of heartbreak.
The clock is painfully slow and everyone has their suggestion on how to beat the sadness. And they mean well. They really do. But wounds like this are seldom healed with kind words and suggestions.
The coldest winter I ever spent was Continue reading
Piano Man has an office space on the 26th floor of the building I work in.
I don’t think Piano Man is his name, but that’s what we call him because that’s what he does. He plays piano, Monday-Friday
Each morning around 5:30AM, Piano Man enters his Continue reading
You asked, “Will I ever feel normal?”
I don’t think I know what normal means. I know wanting to feel good is normal. So is wanting Continue reading
75 years ago on November 9, 1938,
Nazi troops destroyed Jewish owned businesses, homes, and Synagogues. The time was called Kristallnacht, which meant, Continue reading
The Written Addiction 