Final Chapter Greg dug into his pocket to see how much he had left to his name; his new name. He was relieved he’d had the foresight to grab a couple of thousand from his stash before he left his room. It would have been easy to blame himself for this mess, but that would… Continue reading Running From Demons — PART III
Unlike any of my previous blogs, this is a work of fiction. He gazed out the window of the 757 and could think of nothing save what he was leaving behind. He pondered how many people he had hurt and how much of his life he had squandered. Greg had never been one for… Continue reading Running From Demons — Part I
I know fear is normal. We all fear many things and fear keeps us alive. At this time of self-reflection, I think it’s important to address some of my fears and question why I do not possess some of the fears I see in others. What I am hoping this process will accomplish:… Continue reading Fear Can Hold You Back . . . And a Bit of Lagos, Portugal
What is purpose? Why I need a purpose? Will I find my purpose? purpose noun a person’s sense of resolve or determination. “there was a new sense of purpose in her step as she set off” synonyms: determination, resoluteness, resolution, resolve, firmness (of purpose), steadfastness, backbone, drive, push, thrust, enthusiasm, ambition, initia-tive, enterprise, motivation, single-mindedness, commitment, conviction, dedication Whenever I think of purpose, I am reminded of Steve Martin who plays… Continue reading Purpose
Good stuff about Catania — click on anything underlined for more info It’s pouring rain outside and I’m okay with that. After four or five months of nothing but sunshine, the rain is a welcome relief. Sunshine starting Friday (two days away). I arrived to Catania on Monday evening and I’ll be here for… Continue reading Catania, Sicilia . . . Finally!
Our memory is a powerful tool that assists in our pursuit of happiness; preventing accidents, mistakes and reminding us daily, that we are human. Memory can also be a rehashing of the most horrendous experience of our lives, relentlessly replayed, over and over again. It was 1:15 a.m. and I was standing at a bus… Continue reading The Most Frightening Experience of My Life
Giorgio’s nicknames: G, Mr. G., Duka Do, Dukkas and Georgie. I’m writing while in Lisbon with a friend, but to be honest, I’m having a very difficult time because Giorgio is at home and his little heart is failing him. A couple of months ago he developed a hacking cough and I… Continue reading Love & Devotion — My Best Friend
Time to Check In I thought this might be a good time to step back and consider my decision to relocate overseas. I’m going to ask myself some tough questions: Is Faro everything I hoped it would be? Did the move cost me more than expected? Have I made friends? Do I miss… Continue reading Did I Do the Right Thing?
Counting My Blessings I cannot imagine what it must have been like to live overseas 20 or more years ago. Staying in touch with loved ones back home must have been very expensive and difficult. Facebook, Instagram, Whatsapp, and other forms of social media have made communicating and keeping up with friends fairly easy. Meeting friends… Continue reading Living Abroad and My Truth
I thought I would leave the U.S. and stick my head in the sand — well that’s not happening. BBC World news is a great source of global news for this expat. On one hand what is happening back home is extremely important to me, on the other hand I don’t appreciate news outlets like… Continue reading Far Away From American Politics