Hopelessness is a desolate place, When all avenues of hope have deserted us without a trace, It’s the last wrung in the ladder, Where nothing seems to matter.   Hopelessness is when we relinquish all desire to live, Even though life actually still has much to give, We don’t go there by choice, We give in to an inner voice. ...

Like Regina Brett in her book “God Never Blinks”, I sometimes felt that at the moment I was born, God must have blinked and thus missed the occasion, unaware of my birth at all. I felt like the poet who wrote that he was born on a day God called in sick. Shortly after my birth almost 55 years ago ...