I am 48 years old and enjoy writing as well as reading the work of others. I work on my blog which is a tribute to my dog Sundance, and the gifts his life gave me.
S Chapman
+ more bio informationPrior to January 7th, 2009, I could not hear it. But on that day, witnessing Sundance lose his young life, the pain both broke and opened my heart in a way I have never known and I will never be the same again. In the days since, as I have turned full face and on my face, to our God, I have learned there is a God given sound...
Politicians And The Night Of My Fish Food "UH-OH"! Watching the political "circus" I find myself thinking back to a night long ago, as a young man, living at the beach, and the night I almost killed my fish. I had decided a large, and colorful aquarium with some colorful and exotic fish would be a nice addition to my living ...
Remembering JoJo I had just turned 18 the first time I moved to the beach, and 10 years later, having left there for 7 years, I returned for what one was more run at that boardwalk. It was different this time though. The ocean sounded different, the air smelled more like the salt water I watched crashing onto the shore each ...
"Matthew, Fire And Rattle" My children are now grown, out in the world, doing their own dance, and at 46, athletic, and still "in the game", I enjoy teasing my youngest son, who is 22, by telling him, "Matt, I'm the still the meanest boy in my village"!, and as he howls, so do I!. He inspires me, as one of my heroes, and thi...
Throughout my life I have heard most people I know talk about their desire to hurry up and leave home. My life experience has run contrary to that, and at 48, I have never lost my desire to go home. it has been a yearning driven by many years as a young child, and adolescent, of trying to get home, and having that effort end...
There is no "S" on my chest. Perhaps all those who have known me, and shared in this journey I call my life have always known this was true. But not me. Not until now. A childhood of madness, confusion and disillusion that triggered a lifetime struggle of self-rejection, mask by an ego defense of invincibility...
Smokey was very different than any cat I had ever encountered. Thankfully, our “encounter” ended much better than it started. I was doing a four month onsite renovation consult for an architectural firm and building contractor I sometimes worked with, along with an occasional day of finish work on an additi...
I believe it would be absolutely appropriate to grant citizen journalist and bloggers the necessary credentials which will allow them access to Congressional and Senatorial proceedings and activities. The citizen journalist is a developing and formidable voice , a versatile resource. There are several reasons I feel strongly...
I believe not only is the increase in natural disasters NOT the result of God's judgement, but is the result of God's tolerance and his inability to break a promise. What promise, you ask? The promise to allow us, as individuals and nations, to choose courses of action through free will. It must be deeply painful to a l...
Echo, Christian, And Sundance: How Could Anyone Not "Get It" All my life, through the maze I know as madness in my childhood, I have yearned for, searched for, and to the best of my ability, worked for a relationship and understanding of God. Echo, Christian, and my dog Sundance, animals, have lead the way to finding the und...
Steve Chapman
Member since: January 2008
Articles Written: 18