Letters to the Moon....

Hectic A Letter to the Moon  Dear Luna,                                                        June 19, 2026      Hi there friend, how are you? How is Sally? Please give her my love.     Things have been incredibly hectic for me so far this year. I'm still working on my book, and getting closer to publication. Slowly but surely. ;)     I haven't posted anything on my new blog, "Indigo Moon Poetry." At this point, I'll be finishing out the year here, and move to the new blog next year. Here's the link if you want to save it: https://indigomoonpoetry.blogspot.com/      I'm sorry I've been incommunicado of late, Luna. Life has thrown me some challenges this year, none of which I've experienced before.  I'm not ready to divulge any information on these matters just yet. But, I will do so when t...

"Complete"-written May 2026 I recently set upon a quest to obtain a copy of my birth record.  I received the document, which contained the name of my biological mother, as well as her age when she gave birth to me. Upon receiving this knowledge, I have to confess, curiosity got the better of me. My library provides free access to Ancestry, an online genealogy database. One day, I went to the Ancestry website within the library and searched the name I was given at birth. There were no results. I then had the thought to enter the name of my biological mother. I then clicked “death records”, merely on a whim. There was one result in the database.  I didn’t click on the result; instead I went to my computer search engine to search for an obituary. I typed in my biological mother’s name, plus “obituary”, and hit enter. Her obituary popped up immediately. It took all of five minutes to do both searches. Like any well written obituary, the obit of my biological mother read as a snap...

"What Now?"-written April, May, June 2026 Trigger warning: Epstein Files, sexual assault, sexual misconduct PART ONE I have something weighing in my mind. This may not make sense to anyone but me. However, it’s weighing on my heart. I have to write about it. I have to process it, express it, expel it from my being. I’ve been following the story of the Epstein Files for some time now. It’s not a story that I sought out; yet I became interested in the topic the more it was a persistent presence in the news cycle.  I must be clear: I’m not writing about the Epstein Files, his crimes or those of his accomplices. Instead, this writing concerns someone mentioned in the Epstein Files: magician David Copperfield. I must state that, the fact that a person’s name appears in the  Epstein Files does not mean that they are guilty of any wrongdoing. Copperfield has denied all allegations against him. I have not come to bury Copperfield nor to praise him. My intent in writing on this to...

 Squirrely-Written April 2026 Squirrely : adjective. Definition: Tending to be unusually active, restless *source: Merriam Webster dictionary https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/squirrelly They say that God laughs when we make plans. I should have known. I couldn’t have known.  I recently had a week of vacation from work. I usually stay in town, get appointments done, and work on organizing and decluttering my house.  That was the plan for this vacation. I was going to have some routine medical tests done. I was going to have an eye exam. I was even going to have my Spring inspection on my furnace and air conditioner. Everything was all set. I was going to get all of these appointments done, just in time to relax and enjoy my birthday. But then God laughed, because I made plans, and my plans changed. The last day of work, before my vacation, went well. However, as the day went on, I thought I might be coming down with a cold. That night when I returned home I was c...

Proof April 2026 I don’t know what’s about to happen. My entire life could change in an instant. It could lead me to an existential crisis. It could prove I exist. It could be a colossal waste of time. I'll just have to take the risk.  * It was over twenty years ago, when I moved into my house, that I asked my parents for my adoption papers and birth certificate. I was given the papers, but didn’t look at them. I knew that, once I looked at them, it would make it real. It took me years to look at my adoption papers. I was right; once I looked at my adoption papers, it made everything real. It then dawned on me that my birth certificate wasn’t with my adoption papers. I then rang my parents to ask for my birth certificate. I was then surprised to learn that my parents didn’t have my birth certificate.  * Several years later, it was time to renew my passport. I had a friend take my photograph so I could renew my passport online. However, I was thrown off course when my mother di...