For those that don’t know, the annual lists of tropical storm names are compiled 6 years in advance. At the beginning of the year, when I was putting together the items on my Memory List, I knew that Mindy was going to be a storm I could track this summer, and that knowledge brought equalContinue reading “Tracking the path of Hurricane Mindy.”
New Year’s Eve is a day that always sits on the fence. It’s a time to reflect on the past 12 months, and simultaneously look ahead to what the coming year might bring. I don’t think I have enough vocabulary or eloquence to adequately justify how challenging 2020 was. The world has been in crisisContinue reading “Goodbye, 2020”
As a kid, I remember my family getting our first dog. Winston was perfect. He had the gentlest of temperaments, which, as a boxer, contradicted his gruff appearance. He was loyal, relaxed, and protective. Winston was my first dog, and I fell in love instantly. The number of canines steadily increased over the years. MurphyContinue reading “Fostering a dog.”
Years ago, I went to Key Largo for a day trip from Miami. I went on a snorkeling tour with Ligeia, my ex-wife (ooph, that’s still weird for me to write), and my seasickness also decided to tag along. I ended up losing my lunch and chumming the waters. It wasn’t really a nice memoryContinue reading “Going to the Florida Keys for a vacation.”
For as long as I’ve been taking pictures, which admittedly, I can’t pinpoint exactly when that started, I have thoroughly enjoyed photographing flowers. There’s something intriguing about looking at life on a macro level, appreciating the colors in the frame, and finding the most pleasing depth of focus. I suppose that’s why I find studyingContinue reading “Taking pictures of flowers at the botanical gardens.”
I moved into my apartment back in mid-July, into the guest room while my friend was packing up and preparing to move out a couple weeks later. But, as has come to be expected in 2020, those plans didn’t unfold in the way I had thought. I made myself at home in that guest bedroom,Continue reading “Sleeping that first night in a brand new bed.”
Back in August, when I was thinking up memories that I wanted this year, this one in particular seemed so simple, and yet so unattainable. The late summer and early fall months were some of the most challenging and saddest of my entire life. Although I desperately wanted to fall victim to painful belly laughs,Continue reading “Laughing so hard, for so long, that my stomach hurts.”
Even with the COVID pandemic raging on, in the midst of the Fall surge experts expected, the softball tournament in Fort Lauderdale over the Thanksgiving weekend was never in doubt. In some ways, I suppose that’s a good thing, because I had been looking forward to playing in this tourney since I wrote my MemoryContinue reading “Playing (and winning!) in the Fort Lauderdale softball tournament.”
Celebrating Thanksgiving, as a significant holiday for me, honestly only happened a handful of years ago. I grew up in Canada, and although the holiday also occurs on the calendar – albeit 6 weeks earlier – it never really felt as momentous. But living in the U.S. changed my impression of Thanksgiving.
Before I go any further with this memory, I need to edit it: Doing absolutely nothing that I don’t want to do on the first day of my sabbatical.