Four years ago when I woke in the wee hours of the morning after the 2016 presidential election to find out Donald Trump had been called as the winner and the House and Senate both went red, I sobbed. I was not crying because the candidates I voted and hoped for did not win, I… Continue reading Losing
Tag: death
Rutherford
In August 2017 Hurricane Harvey spawned storms into Tampa Bay that downed trees and knocked out power. Andy and I went on our usual walk along the Hillsborough River after the storms had passed. There was debris and water everywhere, but the clouds had gone and the sky had that post-storm brightness to it, even… Continue reading Rutherford
Blogoween Day 7 – An Introspection or Why Do I Love Spooky Stuff?
"Hey, kid, why are you so into all this macabre shit?" That's what my uncle asked me two years ago just about this, the spookiest, time of year. It really struck me for two reasons: 1) it's a very funny combination of words, and 2) wtf, for real @me "Why??" Mostly people don't ask me… Continue reading Blogoween Day 7 – An Introspection or Why Do I Love Spooky Stuff?
A Nice Story About Death
I used to work for a company that did maintenance work on properties that were foreclosed upon and had become bank-owned. Our company contracted with vendors who would do lawn work and maintain the interior of these non-lived-in homes all over the country. Among other things, we also did clean outs of homes that the… Continue reading A Nice Story About Death
Get Me Outta Funky Town
Funk is such a fun word, but put depressive before it and everything gets all fucky. Trying to get out of a depressive funk is rough. I'm not suggesting that I'm experiencing a real bout of depression that requires any sort of diagnosis or medication or therapy, but I'm definitely in the dumps. Motivation is hard… Continue reading Get Me Outta Funky Town
Eulogy
In Billy Joel's Master Class, he tells the story of explaining to his young daughter what death is. He told her that people never really die, they never really go away. Instead, when you die you go into other people's hearts, and they take you on their journeys. In this way, no one ever really… Continue reading Eulogy
A.K. Caggiano 