Writer and Photographer
I often think of death. Not death in general, but the death of my husband. It’s often stupid selfish things like, who will bring me tea in the morning? What will I do with all of his model kits of half-naked cyborg/ insect women? A …
When a surgeon plunders through your brain like an unorganized sock drawer, strange and terrifying things tend to happen. The only thing worse is if the surgeon plunders around only to realize that they can’t correct the problem. This is what happened to Brittany Maynard. …
Want to follow us as we take Dan on his dream trip to Italy? Then hop on board this crazy Euro train at www.colonnatour.blogspot.com! Below is the first entry to fill you in on what’s going on! Pack Your Bags! The Collected Dialogues of Plato. Religion …
“For those weeks I walked around in anguish and nothing could shake it. I felt like a giant wave of grief was towering behind me and no matter how fast I walked, it would eventually over-take me…”
My husband knocked softly on the bathroom door. “It’s happening again.” I turn off the bathroom sink and yell through a mouthful of toothpaste, “What’s happening again?” In our house the phrase “it’s happening again” could mean many different things like, “Our daughter …
