All good things don’t necessarily end, they change like the seasons…
“All good things” is a place for anyone with OR without chronic illness, debilitating illness, disability, or the carers for us to come and get away for 5 minutes to have a read and a piece of hope. Goodness can come out of hardship, and darkness can cloak itself for only so long until it bursts into the light.
Warmly,
Jonathan
“Hope is the last thing that dies. Maybe because hope is one of those dratted things that is truly, honestly, genuinely immortal.”
-Vera Nazarian
I Don’t Wait for Permission
“A Silent Love Letter”
Digital Prose Poetry Chapbook** Sometimes, love stories don’t unfold beneath starlit skies or on sandy beaches—they bloom in the quiet corners of a gay pub, over slices of pizza, cold beer, and midnight kisses shared beneath the hum of a jukebox. In this deeply intimate prose poetry chapbook, two men find solace in each other, wrapped in laughter, fleeting moments of connection, and the quiet understanding only love can bring. But when daylight comes, one disappears, leaving the other to navigate the wreckage of heartbreak, loss, and self-discovery. As he faces the reality of a life-changing illness, he must untangle the past—was it ever love, or just a beautiful illusion? Can friendship survive unrequited love? Can broken trust ever heal? Raw, tender, and profoundly human, A Silent Love Letter explores themes of love and loss, vulnerability, forgiveness, and the courage to hope again. For readers of LGBTQ romance, introspective poetry, and melancholic love stories, this collection is a whispered confession, a heart laid bare—an intimate love letter never sent.
A Winter Evening
As the season is somewhere between freezing and freezing +, I finish my MFA and realize it’s time to write in the real world again. The “All Good Things…” blog is back. Available on @medium and my website in bio.
✨All good things don’t necessarily end, they change like the seasons.
Return to Start
That’s your chapter right now. I’ve faced the disease–now it’s time to walk with the illness. From surgeries to being hit by a car, I faced a few things that seem like a really twisted fairytale this year. Very unexpected things. I’ve gone to rehabilitation to get back to where I was one year ago. I returned to start.
All good things…
A former educator for those with special needs finds the next chapter in life he was searching for. The “All Good Things” blog is moving to Medium.
My Language is Hope
I started All Good Things as a resignation letter from my job: I used the SEO: “A former special needs educator faces a rare disease, using writing to learn to live with disability in this next chapter of life.”
Let it Scar
When someone passes, words, my profession, are sometimes inadequate to stitch up the wounds of someone in pain. Sometimes, we need to let the wound bleed and when the scar is there, tend to it. The aftercare of wounds is sometimes a matter of life and death.
Blue Memory
Jonathan recalls memories of walking the shores of the Gulf of Mexico with appreciation for what was and possibly can be. Some stories yearn to be told even when they feel out of reach.
The Commencement
A teacher says goodbye to his classroom after attending the high school commencement ceremony.
24 Years and an Ocean Away
A teacher prepares to leave the field after returning for a brief time while battling a debilitating illness.