This is 40

My somewhat-rambling reflections on turning 40.

The scars of our fathers: Remembering John Secord

The trauma of generations past can impact us today, but healing can be found.

Why hope matters

Depression comes in many varieties. There’s the subtle type that most of us deal with off and on, a slight melancholy that hits us throughout the day for different reasons and passes quickly. There’s the all-consuming experience of panic, which can make you absolutely desperate and tempt you to make drastic choices for any kind […]

The shattered pieces of our hearts

My body and my heart have been betraying me of late. Physical illness combined with a broken heart is a heck of a one-two punch and can take us to really dark places. But I don’t want to write yet another lament about my misfortunes in love. The temptation is there as I wrestle once […]

Only one hope

I stopped writing in this space months ago to focus on putting together a book that has been incredibly slow going. I haven’t given up on the book, but my progress is depressing to me. It’s easier to think of jotting down my thoughts within the confines of several hundred words here than in the […]

The point of Christmas: draw near

I’m worn out and depressed. I’ve been going through a lot of changes lately, and I’m not happy with many of the results. I lost a job and am adjusting to a new one with a long commute, and subsequently I moved apartments to cut down on said commute, so I’ve been packing and unpacking […]

Love lost and numb

The relationship I’ve been in for the last few months ended the other day. It’s been a bit on-again, off-again as hinted at in other posts of mine over that time frame. For those of you who know me well, the timing is somewhat ironic, as my rock-bottom moment in life came around 10 years […]