When I was only ten, I learned how to type on a manual typewriter. A-S-D-F...J-K-L-;...since then, I’ve written over 2,000 blogs and enjoy sharing my words with others. 

As a writer, you see the world around you as a story waiting to be told. Every experience acts as an actor for this beautiful story we’re fortunate enough to call “life.” I hope you appreciate my writing as much as I’ve had, living the story. 

Mother’s love

I remember a line from the movie The Bucket List, a tale about two men with terminal cancer, which made me pause. One of the wishes of the dying men was to “see something majestic” before he died. In my adult years, I bore witness to many ‘majestic’ sights; rolling.

26 March/Posted by aaronplaat

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Wounds to fly

Robert Bly tells the medieval story of a boy who would become king, in his masterpiece Iron John: A Book about Men. The tale speaks often about a wound the boy received, likening it to the wounds given to us by our parents as young children. For some, our parents.

21 March/Posted by aaronplaat

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