Gregory Patrick's Blog
September 8, 2024
At the Edge of the End
On April 1st earlier this year, my body began to change. Lethargy had set in. I had no desire to eat. My lymphatic system was acting strange, as though it didn’t know me. I didn’t feel exuberant about anything. As a matter of fact, I felt deflated, uninspired. We couldn’t find anything wrong. My lungs, […]
Published on September 08, 2024 13:32
June 30, 2024
Perfectly Eccentric
Yes, it’s true. My health has not been very well lately. Sucks, doesn’t it? It is hard to get out of bed somedays. Hard to find the energy to eat. My body shakes when I move. I will go for a walk, trying to get my legs working like they used to. I look like […]
Published on June 30, 2024 22:35
June 18, 2024
Loaded For Bear
If you’ve followed me for long, you know my teddy bear has always been a source of empowerment. Ten years ago I started knitting these little darlings because I was homeless. I sold enough to finally have an apartment. I beat that situation with a little knit teddy bear. About five years later I continued … … Continue reading →
Published on June 18, 2024 10:21
June 5, 2024
A Letter To My Doctor
The last two months have been more stressful than any other time in my life, and I’ve had some shady moments in my past, I promise you. The fear of not knowing, that gray place called ‘maybe’ has worked its way into my brain to the point of self medicating. Yes, I am an alcoholic […]
Published on June 05, 2024 11:21
May 28, 2024
Happy Birthday, Sioux….
Dearest Siouxsie! Sorry I forgot your birthday. It’s difficult to remember when it comes around, for I celebrate you often, nearly daily, listening to your music, admiring your contribution to culture. My husband will role his eyes when I play your work. (Been playing “Pinned Down” at high volume a lot lately). Those close to … … Continue reading →
Published on May 28, 2024 21:34
May 27, 2024
That Forgotten Folded Flag
And there it was. Somewhat metaphoric. Someone’s life….Someone’s service to our country. Phillip passes a donation bin on his way to work everyday. It’s solidly in the middle of the parking lot in the plaza. And sometimes things don’t make it into the bin, they just end up around it. That’s when Phillip will come […]
Published on May 27, 2024 20:27
May 24, 2024
I Am With Him
Here we are, deep in the evening, cresting past midnight. My eyes open skyward. The moon casts a beautiful and serene light on everything I hadn’t seen during the daytime. Different shadows, different sounds. The calm. The quiet. Birds don’t chirp, nobody demands that a leaf blower make everything perfect and pretty, and no one […]
Published on May 24, 2024 21:32
May 22, 2024
As Tough as Painted Nails
Well….my mother and sister and I recently got together for a Mother’s Day Extravaganza. We had not been in the same room at the same time for at least 10 years. With this being my mother’s 70th birthday year, we decided to do this massive, girly fest slumber party. Originally, we were to have it […]
Published on May 22, 2024 12:36
April 29, 2024
April 28, 2024
Clergy
Phillip says to me, “Let’s start a rock band.” “Beg your pardon.” “Your voice, my instruments. I think we could do it. You could be my Nico.” Then he says, “I’m pulling out my Gugin….” I hope you are as wide eyed as I was when hearing that. “Pulling out your what?” A Gugin is […]
Published on April 28, 2024 20:02


