Write Now and Later

“We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.”
Anais Nin

^{The World Has Changed | Every Moment is a Story}

Dark Matter

It’s raining, the cold taps of moisture on the surface of my skin. A poignant reflection in the puddle ripples changing a simple reality. The morning looks like the evening; in the indigo sky, there is no sense of time.

by David W. Jones January 20, 2021

My Father 1944 – 2021

He took his final breath, today. I’m at a loss for words.

by David W. Jones January 19, 2021January 19, 2021

Numbered Days

Late last year, I learned that my father is dying from cancer, which has spread throughout his body. The end can come any day now; it is tough to process. I’ve never written a eulogy; the memories flow hot and cold. I don’t know what to say, so I will quietly remember the best he […]

by David W. Jones January 18, 2021January 18, 2021