Monday, September 14, 2020

Sunrise and Sunset

One of our favorite vacations is to the Outer Banks of North Carolina. We’ve been there three times now, and even as I sit here on this September morning, I wonder when we might get back there again.

Each time, we stay at the same house. It is big enough for our family and still have room for others. This past summer, friends from Wisconsin joined us. Fun, laughter, stories, wild game nights. Pool time. Beach time. All of it. Warms my heart and is good for my soul.

As I said, we stay in the same house each of the three times we’ve been there. Not on the beach, but one road away. A two-minute walk, if that. In the mornings, I sit in a wooden rocking chair and stare out at the Atlantic. Sometimes, I see dolphins playing out in the surf. The surf is a constant thing. The waves licking the shore. The crash somehow soothing.

I am not up in time to see the sunrise most mornings. Kim is. She runs in the lightening sky and by the time she finishes, the sun is peeking over the horizon. Pale pink at the start, growing to red and then orange, too bright to look at.

Because we face the east, we drive to Jockey Ridge and the sand dunes to fly kites, but in time to watch the sunset. Surprisingly fast how it melts into the sound. Gentle, taking a bow as an actress might before she leaves us, inviting the moon to watch over us. Silver in its glow. As the sun did before, the moon shimmers on the water below us.

Sunrise in the morning. Sunset in the evening. The sun lightens our day. The moon lightly and gently watches over us at night. Each day. Each night. A never-ending cycle.


I’ve written this before and I’m sure I will write it again.

Each day we begin anew. We begin once again. We live our lives. We struggle and mostly succeed- at least I hope so. We dream and we worry. We love. We struggle. We achieve. We fail. At times, we screw up and fall short of who we are and what we are meant to be, to do. That is life.

Think of it as the wave crashing upon the shore. It never ends. Never. The ocean gathers itself together and crashes once again, and again, and . . .

Our lives do too. Each morning as the sun rises, we rise to begin again. Another day, another step in our journey.

And at night, the sun bids farewell. Goodbye, only to usher in a night watch- the moon. To keep us safe, to encourage us, to let us know that we aren’t alone. We aren’t ever alone.

The sunset set is a good time to reflect on the day. What we did and failed to do. What we said and wish we could have taken back before it rings in the ear of the listener. How we succeeded or not. How we loved or not. How we cared or not. And I hope we cared more than we didn’t.

I’ve written of this before and I’m sure I will again. No matter. It’s worth repeating. A reminder, just at the sun and the moon reminds us. Just as the wave lighting upon the shore reminds us.

The sunrise gives us another opportunity, a do-over. Gives us the possibility to make it right, to do right. To love and not hurt. To care or not. To soothe and heal, rather than wound and hurt. The sunset gives us another opportunity to reflect upon that which we did . . . or didn’t do. To reflect on that which we said . . . or didn’t. The moon reminding us that we are never really alone. Something to think about . . .

Live Your Life, and Make A Difference!

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A late-night phone call, a missing kid, a murdered family, and no one is talking.

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“The Bottom Line: A stirring and unusual tale of teenage love, adventure and murder. While author Joseph Lewis has filled Betrayed with a large and compelling cast, the story belongs to Brian, one of several characters from Lewis’ excellent crime thriller, Spiral Into Darkness. The relationship between Brian and his family is incredibly well-drawn and often touching. Readers will be rewarded with an explosive adventure.”
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Spiral Into Darkness:
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He blends in. He is successful, intelligent and methodical. He has a list and has murdered eight on it so far. There is no discernible pattern. There are no clues. There are no leads. The only thing the FBI and local police have to go on is the method of death: two bullets to the face- gruesome and meant to send a message. But it’s difficult to understand any message coming from a dark and damaged mind. Two adopted boys, struggling in their own world, have no idea they are the next targets. Neither does their family. And neither does local law enforcement.

Caught in a Web:
A PenCraft Literary Award Winner!
The bodies of high school and middle school kids are found dead from an overdose of heroin and fentanyl. The drug trade along the I-94 and I-43 corridors and the Milwaukee Metro area is controlled by MS-13, a violent gang originating from El Salvador. Ricardo Fuentes is sent from Chicago to Waukesha to find out who is cutting in on their business, shut it down and teach them a lesson. But he has an ulterior motive: find and kill a fifteen-year-old boy, George Tokay, who had killed his cousin the previous summer.

Detectives Jamie Graff, Pat O’Connor and Paul Eiselmann race to find the source of the drugs, shut down the ring, and find Fuentes before he kills anyone else, especially George or members of his family.

Book One of the Lives Trilogy, Stolen Lives:
Two thirteen-year-old boys are abducted off a safe suburban street. Kelliher and his team of FBI agents have 24 hours to find them or they’ll end up like all the others- dead! They have no leads, no clues, and nothing to go on. And the possibility exists that one of his team members might be involved.                                   

Book Two of the Lives Trilogy, Shattered Lives:
Six men escaped and are out for revenge. The boys, recently freed from captivity, are in danger and so are their families, but they don’t know it. The FBI has no clues, no leads, and nothing to go on and because of that, cannot protect them.                                      
Book Three of the Lives Trilogy, Splintered Lives:
A 14-year-old boy knows the end is coming. What he doesn’t know is when, where, or by whom. Without that knowledge, neither he nor the FBI can protect him or his family.                                                      

The Lives Trilogy Prequel, Taking Lives:
FBI Agent Pete Kelliher and his partner search for the clues behind the bodies of six boys left in various and remote parts of the country. Even though they don’t know one another, the lives of FBI Kelliher, 11-year-old Brett McGovern, and 11-year-old George Tokay are separate pieces of a puzzle. The two boys become interwoven with the same thread that Pete Kelliher holds in his hand. The three of them are on a collision course and when that happens, their lives are in jeopardy as each search for a way out.    

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