I stood very still when I hung up the phone, confused, disturbed…feeling the small surge… Read the postHow faith dies…
Messy, muddy January. Mud that seems to take on a life of its own, transformed… Read the postThe deep freeze…the slow thaw…
There is always a sense of relief when the holidays are “over”, and I will… Read the postGhosts of Christmas Past
Easing back out into public is always a challenge. Hard to integrate back in, doesn’t… Read the postA post of a different color….
My heart is somewhat heavy and words seem like weights. My heart remembers this day… Read the postA picture is worth a thousand words…
I have kept watch all day, this eve of the second anniversary of Justin’s death. … Read the postPruning and watch keeping…..
Our surviving son will never be an only child, so don’t call him one. Not… Read the postAlways a brother,always a son. Grief and family dynamics.
