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31 Days That Led To This Question

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A few minutes after midnight, my wife fell on the way to the bathroom. She wasn’t able to move her left leg without pain, so my only option was to call 911—a personal first.

Hospital staff confirmed the expected—a fractured hip requiring immediate surgery. After four days of recovery in the hospital, she would then be moved to a rehabilitation facility for an extended stay.

Not until after I had returned to the now eerily quiet house shortly before daybreak was I able to think through what had happened in such a short time and try to get my arms … Read the rest “31 Days That Led To This Question”

Playing Both Ends Toward The Middle

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Traffic is heavy and fast. Suddenly and seemingly from out of nowhere, a car races past you, then missing you by inches, cuts in front of you, changes lanes again, and is soon out of sight. Emotionally rattled, you utter several unkind, maybe even unprintable words. No harm was done, but the stupid and potentially dangerous acts committed by the other driver grind at you for the rest of the day.

Or consider this:

Barely two months have gone by since a person was hired to join your group at work and you are already feeling uneasy. The solidly credentialed … Read the rest “Playing Both Ends Toward The Middle”

Night War

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It was happening again. I’m deep in sleep when the words begin coming into my brain from somewhere, an account, a news story, with names, places, and events. Yet, I later find no evidence that any of it is true. Even more puzzling, nothing seems to have caused it.

Eventually, it wakes me up, yet the words keep coming. Not until they stop do I get up and write what’s been revealed:

Colonel Frank Young, a U.S. Air Force officer stationed in Kabul, Afghanistan, had just picked up his staff vehicle from the repair depot. He was driving through the … Read the rest “Night War”