Thank me or block me, your choice. — Why the featured Jeep? It personifies my personality. I loved my Jeep. Mean and muscled steel, lifted, and a daunting presence on the road. The addition of unexpected eyelashes is how I roll, literally and figuratively. People greeted me — some with disdain. …

I wouldn’t change anything except for me, so I did — Everything was fine in my marriage until the last 8 hobbling years. Unfortunately, divorce proceedings started in the 25th year of our union. Once finalized, I told people how I was happily married for 15 years, yet married for a decade more than that. And though I found my response…

I’ve made my decision, how about you? — People — writers, came out of the woodwork to discount Mastodon before the Medium door to me.dm opened. Their reasons varied slightly but all came down to negative opinions regarding what the site won’t offer. Opinions. Not trusting; not verifying. The nay-sayers omitted what the site can provide. I consciously…

Can AI convey these emotions and destiny? — We all have them. Moments when your lungs squeeze tight, your head spins, and your feet seek level ground as you reel from a shocking event. Tragedies. A broken heart. Devastation overtakes our brains, and that sinking feeling of despair suffocates us. …

A big reaction to a small bump in the road — I used to view Murphy’s Law as negative. Used to. Until now. The idea that if anything can go wrong it will certainly doesn’t lend itself toward being pleasant. So, we lament over bad luck. We blame Murphy’s Law. For years. But what if the adage is misunderstood? Is it…

I will give him the best gift ever. — Handcuffs and Teddy Bears My heart raced. The familiar drill of family court was scheduled for Valentine’s Day 2018. Expect the unexpected hurdles, and stealth verbal snipers filled with hate, to appear. Each month required our attendance at sessions before the judge, advocates, case workers, and my grandson’s guardian ad litem. The same formal…

Slammed by cancer and the ripple effect on the family — The eyes in the mirror aren’t mine — they can’t be. They seem similar but tired and older. In a mere seven weeks, everything we knew shifted to prove we know nothing at all. Lymphoma revealed itself in early December, declaring that it would now control more than just one…

Shocked by the worst ending to 2022. — It’s all my mom wanted. It continues to be all she desires. To sit in her recliner and marvel at the beauty of her Christmas tree filled with little white lights, shiny garland, and goofy ornaments from her kids, grands, and greats, crafted for decades. Early December family traditions included…

Today, my hobbling faith in our future was restored instantly. — Today came to end like any other. Or, so I thought. I crawled in on all fours. The idea to stay low, and put my finger to my lips to prevent the school kids from yelling my name and blowing my cover, only yields moderate success. It’s my schtick, though. …