Made my comfort food yet again this evening, like the 100s times before, green chile chicken enchiladas with rice, beans and 2 fried eggs.
5 hours from now, 3AM, marks the first anniversary of my nephew Michael's accidental overdose death in West Hollywood and the new reality that's become my life and hundreds of others. I don't have many regrets in my life but times like this evening, I'm reminded of them all. I should have visited Michael more and met him as a successful adult forging his own life. His friends, whether from the gay community, movie industry or deaf community were beautiful wonderful individuals full of compassion, empathy and love. Completely different side of life inaccurately portrayed in stereotypes.
The day-to-day posts here, podcast topics, political drama, etc is just a bunch of noise and distraction. You have a life to live, please work on having no regrets at the end. As you age, this gains more relevance. I turn 62 in July and can see the end coming and quite ...
