First of all our Upper Midwestern, Lake Michigan weather has sucked. It just turned warm a couple of weeks ago and it is warmer in Minnesota than it is here.
Then, there were a couple much anticipated events, the launch of Communitas Collective and our first ever big family vacation to Tybee Island Georgia. These were dreams that I finally realized and I enjoyed them, but they didn’t fix everything (or anything) that was churning around within me.
Just what is churning within me? Well, I need a job and I have decided after losing the last job that it is time to figure out what I am going to be doing the rest of my life and take whatever steps necessary to achieve those goals. I am doing that, but it is a slow process and without any real promises. Then there is the issue of a possible move in the not too distant future to look after ailing family members in Missouri. These things are all like puzzle pieces that need to be put together, but I don’t have the box with the picture. So, I keep plugging away, finding it hard to maintain a consistent motivation, let alone encouragement.
But I always get back up.
I love the blues and all, but I am getting tired of this same old song.



















Yesterday, the anniversary of D-Day found Patty and me in Missouri at the graveside of her favorite uncle listening to the honor guard salute, the haunting sounds of Taps, and watching the ceremonial folding and presentation of the flag. It was impressive, moving, and sobering. Her uncle was there at D-Day along with two of his brothers. While I am not a nationalist and have been critical of many of our nation’s foreign policy and military decisions, I know all good things have their cost, including freedom. Incidentally, one thousand World War II vets die every day.





