Category: Life

Truth in Short

Stocky is the word that comes to mind when I see photos of my self as a 10 year old. I was a blocky looking kid with long curly hair, chubby cheeks and lacking in height.
I would lean out in the later years but never reached 6 feet like I wanted to.
That’s why it’s a marvel to look at my gazelle like boy running about the home. He’s got that strong swimmers back and lean long legs that in time will lead his line of sight centimeters past mine. One day I’ll have to look up to my son because that’s what the genes seem to dictate.

Ain’t life funny?

The Earthworm

I think I saved an earth worm this morning.

It made it’s way along the black asphalt heading east. I believe it was unaware that around it laid the shriveled carcasses of others like it.

There was an inner conflict. Should I him it up and help him reach the grass at my neighbors lawn? How do I know it wanted the grass patch and didn’t instead wish to die in the heat? Would my fingers at his slimy back traumatize it for the rest of its life. Who am I to help.

I bent down, nabbed him from walked and threw it upon the grass. The tip of the body seemed to dart towards the soil under the moist green grass.

A patch of birds were the only eye-witnesses to my deed.

Saved!?