BanjoCat Creative

Beginnings always have endings. This is not hidden from us. We understand that there is birth and there is death but the understanding does little to prepare us for the day our loved ones depart this place. The last chapter of my care-giving journey…   Read More →

“Do you know why the barber’s pole has blue and red stripes?”. That was the question he’d asked us that prompted what turned out to be a thoroughly enjoyable conversation. A conversation between four strangers, on a random afternoon, at an empty park, surrounded…   Read More →

It’s been a few weeks since my last post. I swore to myself that I was going to do a post a week but life does make it difficult. Writing is my only outlet. The only corner of my existence where the fresh air…   Read More →

[Ding] I’m here. I grab my purse, tell Mom I’ll be back in about an hour, and run out the door. It’s ridiculous how excited I get when I have an opportunity to leave the house – to go grocery shopping no less. Not…   Read More →

This is a story that many have told. It touches every life eventually. Circumstances may differ but the result is always the same. There is the struggle that precedes the leaving. This is the first chapter in our race to find peace within the…   Read More →

Today, I will write what it is on my heart. Where I currently reside there is a biting chill in the air as we experience our first snowfall of the season. This chill is not unfamiliar to me as its presence arrived long before…   Read More →

I had an interesting, or rather, a troubling comment arrive from a family member over this post about exploring the mRNA shots. The post was my attempt to sift through all the information available and try to understand this untested novel technology as it…   Read More →

Dad! What’s it been… six years now? I really miss you. The last time we spoke I was living in Idaho. I was there only a year when I got the call I dreaded – it was time for you to leave us. We…   Read More →

There’s a lot of talk about what qualifies as essential these days. The re-framing of language has led to much confusion in the ranks. Let’s keep it simple. You are essential. I am essential. We are intelligent beings capable of incalculable goodness and great…   Read More →

I saw a woman at a cemetery weeping inconsolably as she lay face down on a grass covered grave. Suddenly, another presence materialized, and I saw a round clay vase suspended in the air. This is going to sound disgusting, but inside the vase…   Read More →