It’s “that time of year,” and the pressure is on.

To look happy, to be happy, to have a happy family, to make happy memories.

The Cancer is Back

Seven years ago, my father kicked Cancer’s ass.  Two weeks ago, he learned that the Cancer has come back with a vengeance.  His Prostate Cancer is now in his bones.  It’s stage four and it’s really bad.  They are treating it aggressively and perhaps the treatment will work.  Maybe he’ll beat Cancer all over a

Life takes a great many unexpected twists and turns. While some are welcome, others are not so desirable. The obvious negatives are the tragedies that are thrown our way in the senseless or unavoidable circumstances of losing someone or something, through death or divorce or distance. We lose jobs in times of tough economy. We lose houses and vehicles when we default on loans. But have you ever lost control of your entire life, only to regain your direction with a whole new perspective? Have you ever truly lost your concept of self, that you might be found again?

I had an epiphany this morn. Like a choking on a slurp of my Ginger Red tea kind of epiphany.

I am Bilbo Baggins.