Jiu-Jitsu is Saving My Life

 “Can you breathe?”  “Yeah.”  “Then, don’t panic.” ***  I pushed through the door to my kitchen this evening, holding a sweat-soaked gi. I could barely move my shoulder, and my hand was trembling.  The kids were doing homework, and my wife was sweeping the floor.   “Your head is bleeding,” she said.  I was too fatiguedContinue reading “Jiu-Jitsu is Saving My Life”

Isn’t There More to Life Than This?

Coffee, decades of pot-lucks, and just a hint of mildew permeate the cold white-washed concrete walls. A slow moving line plops spoonfuls of  hot food from an endless line of casseroles. Arthritic hands wrap around steaming cups of decaf and elbows come to rest on heavy folding tables covered in cheap plastic table-cloths. Ah, theContinue reading “Isn’t There More to Life Than This?”

The Carpenter’s Son

We were in Lowe’s for two hours today. Cedar or pressure treated?  One raised garden bed or two?  1x6x12 or 1x6x8? At one point, around forty-five minutes in, an employee came over to check on me as I stood there frowning slightly and staring up into the rafters, “Need any help?” “Hm? Oh, no manContinue reading “The Carpenter’s Son”

41 Years Old

I love egg rolls. The crispy edges, the chewy wrap, the bits of salty fillings, all erupt through the tangy sweetness of duck sauce.  In my other hand is a skewer of teriyaki beef. It is cooked and seasoned to perfection. I grunt my approval as I tear into the hand-held food with reckless abandon.Continue reading “41 Years Old”

Fearless

The boots pinch his feet, and the pack cuts into his shoulders. The walk from the parking lot is long, but he’s impatient to get to the end. He knows the ocean is just there, past that distant berm of sand. He can smell the salt water and taste the salt air. A wicked windContinue reading “Fearless”

Pass the Popcorn…(sniffle)

  Movie night. God, I love it. The darkened room, the flickering light, the music of the show all holding us, transfixed across the gap of screen to couch. Will we recite familiar dialogue? Will we fly alongside familiar heroes or cry at the loss of a favorite character? Or is tonight something new, theContinue reading “Pass the Popcorn…(sniffle)”

Pizza, Hot Dog, Pretzel, and One Big Apple

Some kids are just made for the city. Don’t get me wrong, millions of kids enjoy the city every year. They don cute little outfits to see a show on Broadway, or skate at Rockefeller Plaza. They window shop at Macy’s and marvel at the electricity of Times Square. They see the sights and wonderContinue reading “Pizza, Hot Dog, Pretzel, and One Big Apple”

My Little Handyman

The car magazine article is accentuated with sighs. My sighs. Long drawn out sighs. Sighs that say to the cosmos- “Why did I buy a house? I was happier in my old apartment. At least there I could enjoy my Sundays without having to work on anything. I can’t even enjoy one simple magazine article?Continue reading “My Little Handyman”