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                “I don’t believe in epiphanies.  I don’t believe in transformative moments, as transformation is harder than a moment.  I’ve seen far too many people awash in a genuine desire to change only to lose their mettle when they realize just how difficult change actually is.  But that moment, with that boy, was pretty close […]

                I didn’t read this morning, only prayed: no words, just a sense spoken from within.  I didn’t make a sound.  I didn’t form a thought, just let the feeling be.  Still, I believe I was heard and, even more, that I am understood. 

                Those were the worst, incidents in the night; sudden panicked messages in a foreign language, the half-asleep operator in the COC stirring to receive and the translator over his shoulder speaking to the room as the message shouted in: a small outpost of entirely ANP or ANSF separate from us under attack.                 They […]

                I tell her I love her as she leaves.  She hears and deliberately ignores.  She is still mad.                  Without intention, I spoke hurtfully to her the night before.  She told me about an issue she had with something she ordered online.  She began the conversation saying, “I’m fighting with China…”                  The Communist […]

                Not every day is Light and Wonder; not every dawn a revelation.  Still, there holds beauty to be found in the act of presence to what the world will show.                  It is another cool morning.  Dawn sun conceals behind low clouds, and its light filters through built and broken layers of a Heaven […]

          I believe there is a characteristic in every writer that, no matter their company in life, lives as loneliness; a quality that drives one to pen and page rather than to the company of fellow men; that directs one to record silently and purposefully for seeking minds rather than to conversations of passive speech […]