After the initial shock of being kicked out of Debbie's life, I spent a few weeks feeling deeply wounded. After a while, the hurt turned to a bitter anger. How dare she take away her friendship, and by default, my connection with her entire family! She had three young nieces who I'd known since they … Continue reading The Aftermath of Friendship Lost
In early spring of 2005, Debbie and I got together for an evening walk. We hadn’t been spending much time around each other at that point, but I was busy planning my next steps in life, and I figured she was busy too. We walked and caught up on recent news as usual, and then, just as we were at the farthest point from the house, she turned to me and said, “We need to talk.”
Have you ever cast a ballot to determine someone's standing in the church? I participated in the disfellowshipping of one of my best friends, and yet I STILL couldn't bring myself to walk away from it all.
It was like I had two personas – the holy churchgoer, and the day-to-day me. I don’t know how Dave put up with me for so long.
Continued from Part 1... In early 2000, Debbie and I dropped out of college and got an apartment together in CT. My parents were less than thrilled that I was giving up on college after just 3 semesters, but I was antsy and eager to get out and get a real job and get on … Continue reading Losing My Religion – Part 2
Finally - The first post a series about my process of leaving the Christadelphians. I've referred to it for years, and have always had it simmering on the back burner. Every time I'd edit it, I'd end up adding more, or taking something away. It's become quite massive, so it will be broken down into … Continue reading Losing My Religion – Part 1
My childhood home was filled with terrifying decor - how about yours?
Put down your phone. Step outside. Look up at the sky. Notice the colors. Notice the clouds, or lack thereof. Feel the air with your skin. Is there a breeze? Is it cold, or warm or wet? Observe the light. Is it bold and bright? Are you squinting? Or is it soft and gentle like … Continue reading How to be present in the great outdoors
My next toastmaster speech project is supposed to be a "touching speech," It's practicing how to convey emotion through storytelling. Instead of just saying "Billy felt sad because he wasn't invited to Joey's birthday party", you'd tell the story of Billy watching his friends pass by on their way to Joey's party and wondering why … Continue reading Touchy Feet
Today's date is a significant one for me - it is Gram's birthday, first and foremost. She would have been 95 today. If she was still alive, the McKelvie clan would have gathered together to celebrate with a nice dinner, and, more importantly, a nice dessert. I suppose we could have gotten together anyway, and … Continue reading September 25th