This Is Only A Test

I found that I like to write. I love the process, the research involved and a great turn of phrase. It’s odd, because I wasn’t a reader–voracious or therwise–when I was younger. Unless comic books count. If so, then I was a voracious reader. But I think I loved the pictures more than the words. I loved comic book art and got pretty good at drawing with comic art as inspiration. Maybe I hated reading because in school, they MADE you read…and I hated homework of any kind.

So, anyway…this is just a test post.

The Volley Of Emotions

brown framed eyeglasses on a calendar

It has been a whirlwind over the last three months for me and my family. Lots of travel (and double masking) during this very frustrating pandemic. We started in late October with travel to San Antonio TX for my daughter’s wedding. Then off to L.A. for Thanksgiving. Back to the Bay Area for our traditional family Christmas meats fest. And then, sadly, in the first week of January, we return “home” to Cleveland, OH for the funeral of my wife’s mom. The emotions in those three months ran the gamut from exciting and ecstatic for my daughter’s wedding, to sadness and sorrow for the passing of a great lady. My sweet mother-in-law lived a full life of love and family, achieving her 94th birthday in November, a fact she was very proud of because she lived longer than anyone else in her family. Sadly, her journey on this earth ended on January 2nd. I don’t know what lies ahead in the first quarter of 2022, but I’m hoping it’s much quieter and serene than the last quarter of 2021.