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
Two-Cup Day
For a moment I feel guilty for sitting around watching television after years of being too sick to leave the apartment except for physical therapy, neurology visits, or the occassional hospital stay when my body needed more than a cup of tea or my beloved cats Brindy and Athena sitting beside me as my oxygen machine eased the burden of breathing in a beautiful day like today. Today, my guilt takes over, though my mother tells me I’ve earned the right to rest when I can because I want to do everything at once.
Something Blue
Upon exiting the teaching profession, a teacher wonders searches for what to do next.
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.
