For Those We’ve Lost Along The Way
I miss the sound of everything. your voice, your smile, your feet walking across the floor, the mornings. I know its time to let you go. I miss the smell of everything. your… Continue reading
I miss the sound of everything. your voice, your smile, your feet walking across the floor, the mornings. I know its time to let you go. I miss the smell of everything. your… Continue reading
You choke on the words. They are still waiting to hear I’m not sorry. Tired of the line. Standing, repeating, I’m not ready. Digging in, digging deeper, it’s all the same when you… Continue reading
How do we teach empathy? Is it even teachable? I recently said these words to my husband after an infuriating moment I had with one of our sons: I don’t want him to fear… Continue reading
With a decade of my life, and thousands upon thousands of hours of experience in this area, I thought you, my readers may find my point of view of some interest. I offer these tips without… Continue reading
Why would I apologize to you? For loving my children. For being proud of them. For being the most stunning creatures I’ve ever laid eyes on. For being the best, more than I… Continue reading
Dear keeper of my heart, What if you woke one morning to find there was no toilet paper on the roll? What if you jumped out of the ice cold shower, teeth brushed… Continue reading
In the first days time stood still. Stopped. The air lingered before his face glassy, slow and thick, like maple syrup. The world seemed to be moving slower in focus, and faster out… Continue reading
Today of all days, this seems like a sensitive subject. Valentine’s day. Its the day of all things love. A celebration of this powerful force. Love makes the world go ’round. That… Continue reading
If I had to walk alone, I know I could. If you were gone tomorrow, I would manage. If you left for work one morning, and never returned, I believe I could muddle through. If you drove out our driveway… Continue reading
Why I never told you before. That you were not the first. Because I didn’t want you to feel any different about your place. We belong together. And you really are my first dream come… Continue reading