Just Read Last Nights Post
My uncle Ralph, my most beloved ex-Chicago cop, big brother, funny man in my life asked me when I was in Chicago last month if I ever read my posts.
My uncle Ralph, my most beloved ex-Chicago cop, big brother, funny man in my life asked me when I was in Chicago last month if I ever read my posts.
Never wrote more last night, and am about to post the endearing neighborhood photos from yesterday morning.
OK- I have 20 minutes to write and post because I went to Maw and Matt’s Fellini party and stayed much later than I thought I would.
For the first time I am deleting what I have written tonight and starting over. Not only do I think I was blathering; I was not addressing anything that is really going on.
Many things are changing right now. Change; you wake up with its presence and while you can feel sadness and loss about what’s to come, just the stated commitment to change makes one, me, feel lighter.
Big stuff underway. I can recall the visceral feelings of the day as I well up. Tears and a running nose have been the common denominators of the day. But I am on track; working with the key folks I need to be working with to push out the last decade, the last paradigm, into [...]
