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It felt good to be back at work yesterday. It was surreal. I didn’t feel like I was back in Dallas at the office. It was painful as people around me asked uncomfortable questions. I can hide at work for a while. Stuck in logical puzzles of herding electrons. Doing problem solving. Troubleshooting. Planning. Design. Perhaps that will keep my mind at ease for a while.
The Presbyterian way of dealing with death is through a Celebration of Life. Commending a soul on to the afterlife. Erupting from the junction of two large, very Presbyterian families, I’ve known the passing of a loved one to be a time when the family rejoined, shared stories, shared food and shared friendship. Yes, we’d lost a brother or sister or mother or father or aunt or uncle. But, the kingdom...
We all find serenity in different places. Different times. Different people. But it’s always out there. Sometimes elusive. Sometimes pervasive. In some strange fashion I find serenity in long drives in the car. More so, at times, when those are long, solo drives in the car. I found a certain peace on the drive here Saturday. Even as hopes were shattered early in the trip, the miles brought healing of the soul. I...
I had just passed east of Sulphur Springs Beneath a starry Texas sky When they called to tell me that my mom Had waved the long goodbye
Parents, it’s rumored, must be careful not to pick favorites. Nephews, on the other hand, are fully entitled to choosing their favorite uncles and aunts. Well… whether it’s OK or not, I did. I remember as a young kid when we’d load up in the car with my grandparents to go visit my great grandparents for the weekend. That trip frequently felt like a visit to a foreign land. Their house...
Canis Wickettis
c. 1992-2011
You will be missed.