My Third Life

  My Irish/Ukrainian connection For most of my life, I’ve had to defend my Ukrainian roots. My Dad was of Ukrainian heritage, and although he

GUNS..  ME, AND MY UKRAINIAN HERITAGE My son was using a broom handle as a gun in his make-believe battle with the bad guys during

There was an old man… (he didn’t live by the sea, but he did live by me) “Write your stories,” he said, “your voice is

Eating Ice Cream for Breakfast? my dreams spreading like a plague infecting each night never-ending nightmares I awake each morning more exhausted than the last

Updating my blog life, January 2022 Well, it has been a minute since I sat down to write purely whatever is on my mind.  I

Betty White is dead, am I next I wonder? The radio announcer was in denial, even he couldn’t believe it and he was freaking young! 

This is not a pretty story but one that needs to be written yet again. The voice from above was strangely calm “if you don’t

What I do .. my writing assignment for a course I’m taking. As I sit here and ponder the question of “what I do,” my