Otro día mas. Just another day. Of course, Father's Day is not just another day. This year Quincy and I were blessed to have all six of our children and our grandchild under the same roof to celebrate Father's Day with us. My oldest daughter, Leah and her daughter Zoey are in town for a … Continue reading Otro Día Mas
It is a remarkable and predictable phenomenon that whatever one is going through, the world marches on, completely and blissfully unaware and unconcerned about the trials and tribulations of one man.
Sympathy vs. empathy. These are very similar and often confused emotions. I would like to think that I am attuned to being sympathetic to what friends, loved ones and even strangers are going through. In truth, I suspect that sometimes I am more successful at this than others. But empathy is a very different animal. When you have actually walked in the shoes of another, it isn’t difficult to imagine their plight at all.
Shaken, Not Stirred. That’s a pretty strange blog name for someone who barely drinks, and has never even had a martini. Especially since as I write this I am only toying with the idea of making this into a blog. I’ve never considered writing a blog before. I am a very private person, and I have never felt like I really had anything to say that would be very compelling to read. Yet here I am, toying with the idea.