Today marks the twelfth anniversary of my beloved father’s death. This blog is a chapter of my memoir, The Reckoning of the Black Butterfly. May the memory of Frank. T. Snyder be eternal.
On this Memorial Day, remember to never forget.
This is a three part post. If you missed it, here is Part I. Below are parts II and III (where things get brighter). Shine on!
Months had slipped by since we had last spoken, so her unexpected, morning call alarmed me. “Margie? Is that you?” I inquired. Continue reading “Wolf Moon, Morning Boon, Grateful Dead Croon (Parts II and III)”
On January 2, 2018, I took down my 2017 Bruce Springsteen calendar and reflected on the past year. That eve, I thumbed through the pictures of The Boss and pages of my celebrations, holidays, events, and milestones. I wish I could report that I reminisced with a cup of cheer and shouted a “New Year, New Me” proclamation, but you can scratch that from the script. Instead, I continued brooding over last year’s heartaches, the ones I’d erase if only I penciled them in. I ended up building a bridge for unscheduled griefs and leftover letdowns to crossover to and stain my new Peanuts Gang, “Happiness is…” calendar. Continue reading “Wolf Moon, Morning Boon, Grateful Dead Croon – Part I”
Twas the afternoon before Christmas Eve, and I had to run some last minute errands for the upcoming holidays. My list was simple: wax paper, gift tags, wine.
In remembrance, give thanks. Those are the profound words that stir my heart and soul every Memorial Day. Over the 2013 Memorial Day Weekend, my family experienced a mini-miracle. For years I hoped to recover something we lost in 2006. Here is the tale of lost crosses, faithful reunions, and thankful memories that are eternal. Continue reading “Lost and Found – Memorial Day Reunion”
Yesterday, May 25th, 2017, was Ascension Day, the fortieth day of this liturgical year’s Easter celebration. In the following, I attempt to give a brief explanation of this Christian feast day then reveal my spiritual encounter in regards to ascension. I say attempt because it is so hard to describe the indescribable. This is a condensed version of what I witnessed, felt, and believed following the passing of my father, Frank Thomas Snyder, lain to rest on June 8th, 2006. Continue reading “Ascension Day: Salvation, Memorials, and Butterflies”
Like millions of readers, I enjoyed the bestseller The Shack by William P. Young. Eight years ago it was a title chosen in my book club. This story profoundly stuck with me since, and I give the book 10/10 Shines. Continue reading “The Shack: Part-Time Sunshine’s Review”