I’m SO Out Of My Element


Tip of My Iceberg

I had to pick the coldest time of year to come to Chicago.

My sisters and I rendezvoused at my twin’s home in Tinley Park. I wanted to see Mom, whose capacity to snub her nose at Father Time has been quite remarkable. She’d recently had a bad fall, and I wanted to see her.

Being with my sisters was huge incentive to go as well. We enjoy each other and live too far apart to make it happen often.unnamed-3

Flying into a city where the temperature is in single digits wasn’t my idea of a good time. I don’t own clothing to accommodate a polar bear environment. Gayle had to bring a coat for me when she picked me up from the airport.

Getting to the car from the terminal was brutal. I thought frostbite had already taken life from my toes and fingers.

We’re talking three minutes of…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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