The read brought back a memory of Jeannie and I at a John Denver concert on the Boston Commons many years ago. Denver quoted a poem, The Ambulance Down in the Valley. It struck me so profoundly that I wrote him for a copy. He sent it, or ‘his people’ did.

Maybe it's the life I've experience as a social worker, after all, we have been described as the 'bleeding hearts' of our society. Or, just maybe it is that I see things, or better said, feel things, that others often don't.

Talk about a worn-out word. It is thrown around in our culture in a 1001 ways. We ‘love’ everything from tires and toothpaste to our sitcoms and cars. So much of media is trying to tell me what love is….

That I would be together enough, figured out enough, so you could not see me in a few years saying “that’s not what you said you believed in that blog you wrote back in 2001”. I started writing eighteen years ago.