Rewatching Buffy – Episode 108

Welcome to Rewatching Buffy, the part of the blog where I rewatch Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Each Tuesday evening, you’re invited to join me as I attempt to rediscover what made me love this show 22 years ago. Tabula Rasa For those of us who do not speak a dead language, Tabula Rasa is Latin for … Continue reading Rewatching Buffy – Episode 108

Thirteen Years Later

October 6 will never be an easy day for me. That's because October 6 will forever be the anniversary of the day my dad died. Really, just like anything else, some days are easier to deal with than others. Each year when this day comes along, I deal with it in different ways. It pretty … Continue reading Thirteen Years Later

He Would Have Been 66 Today

You know, I used to think it odd that my dad would make an effort to mention his grandfather's birthday whenever it came along throughout the year. He would tell me it was Popi's (pronounced like Popeye) birthday and how old he would have been. I never said it out loud, but I know I … Continue reading He Would Have Been 66 Today

Question of the Week #175

If you could mold to your liking your memories of any past experience, would you do so? This seems like an odd question. Actually, I'm not entirely sure I understand what's being asked here. Does this mean I could take some negative event in my past and alter my memories so that I remember it … Continue reading Question of the Week #175

Hopes, Dreams, and Plans

It's funny... the things we choose to look back on. Some of those things, we look back on not because of choice, but because of coincidence. I was thinking about what sort of blog post I'd like to write for Thanksgiving this year and, in thinking about that, decided to look back and see what … Continue reading Hopes, Dreams, and Plans

Remembering Anne

Up until my senior year of high school, my family attended Villa Heights Baptist Church in Roanoke, Virginia. Up until my junior year of high school, Villa Heights had a fantastic music minister in Anne Eakin. Anne was our worship leader every Sunday morning and evening. Anne was our choir director. And she didn't just … Continue reading Remembering Anne

The Evidence Speaks for Itself

After 30 years of competing for parental affection and favoritism, the clear winner was my younger sister, April. Why did it become obvious after 30 years? That would have to be the surprise party she received for her 30th birthday. Let the record show: I did not receive a surprise birthday party when I turned … Continue reading The Evidence Speaks for Itself