My knees hurt. Both of them. Bad. All the time. I didn’t understand chronic pain before. It has changed my life. Lately it has made me mad. At everything and everyone.
This week I began to think of a story Dad told. I’ve never been able to verify it, so I might have heard portions wrong. Maybe the name of the man he told of wasn’t the one I recall, and maybe he had mistaken...
A pilgrimage is an inspired practice consisting of a prolonged journey, often undertaken by plane, train or automobile, toward a specific destination of significance
The role of the private citizen is only forfeited by that person’s choices to not vote and / or not contact their appropriate representatives when they should.
