“If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together… there is something you must always… Read the postThe Wisdom of Pooh, Whispers of Love
We received a beautiful letter from friends of Justin, they opened by apologizing for not… Read the postTo Justin’s friends,
There once was a jellyfish who tried to fit into whatever shape anybody wanted it… Read the postThere once was a jellyfish
Not all memory loss is a result of aging. Regardless of the reason, memory loss… Read the postThe descent into hell.
I had this post written in my head, the thoughts and words just flowed as… Read the postWe Need To Find Our New Story
All the last week of advent I watched from our kitchen window roses bloom on… Read the postChristmas Roses and another sort of visit…
The lonely year is how one writer described the second year of grief. This “loneliness”… Read the postThe Lonely Year. The second year of grief.
My heart takes “photos” and stores them away. I learned to “stop action” on certain… Read the postPhotos of My Heart, My Last Two Hugs
