I Want To Be A Tree (For the beautiful Ms. Angela)

I want to be a tree… And raise my head and hands to the azure blue To feel the wind blow in my leaves and dig my toes deep into the rich black earth.   I want to be a tree… A home for birds and squirrels And welcome the pileated to tap-tap the rhythmContinue reading “I Want To Be A Tree (For the beautiful Ms. Angela)”

“Shuffle Off This Mortal Coil”

This summer… heck much of this year, has been a surreal journey into a new phase of life for me… It’s called end of life. Up till now, “Vigil” has just been a name for the night before Easter. That’s sardonic Catholic humor… Much of this summer has been a summer of vigil, both metaphoricallyContinue reading ““Shuffle Off This Mortal Coil””

Goodbye Brother Bill…

In ancient Egypt they believed at the transition from this world to the next, you were asked two questions that determined whether or not you might continue your journey. The first was “Did you bring joy?” The second was “Did you find joy?” If you’ve watched the various feeds of my brothers, sisters and familyContinue reading “Goodbye Brother Bill…”

A midsummer night’s dream…

Most midsummer night’s evening I sit quietly with an adult beverage watching each moment of light fade to dark and think of my brother, Tony Fabio with whom I spent so many such nights as a younger man. We’d watch and drink and laugh till the last light of the longest day was faded onContinue reading “A midsummer night’s dream…”

“I know that pain…” An open letter to Simon.

Dear Simon, I read your latest blog and was extrememly moved… You see, I know that pain. My wife and I struggled for years, unsuccessfully trying to have a family. We came to marriage late, so we were already late to parenting. And while all and everyone around us, to us anyway, seemed to beContinue reading ““I know that pain…” An open letter to Simon.”

Life is made up of meetings and partings…

“It’s all right, children. Life is made up of meetings and partings. That is the way of it. I’m sure we shall never forget Tiny Tim, or this first parting that there was among us.” ~ Kermit as Bob Cratchit (A Muppet Christmas Carol, 1992) I offer this in review of a year when weContinue reading “Life is made up of meetings and partings…”

My soul in stillness waits…

The next few days will fly, so I’m sitting quietly now looking at our Christmas tree… It reminds me of the simple things often overlooked or seemingly not appreciated. After a great deal of soul searching, my son seems to know what he wants to do and just completed his first semester at it withContinue reading “My soul in stillness waits…”