In which I talk about loss and those souls we meet who raise a light for the rest of us to see by.
When I lost mom I felt like I was falling. Falling and would never stop falling. There was only down. When my mom entered hospice it came with it a surreal feeling of deja vu. Wasn’t she already IN hospice care? You see, for several months mom’s health had been declining and in that she… Continue reading There Is Only Down
It's a heck of a thing to be able to walk away from the last word. To close your mouth, push your tongue against the backs of your teeth, and to set your jaw firmly. Harder still when you feel, as most of us do from time to time, you have been wronged. I HAVE… Continue reading Letting It Go
For those that survive, the darkness has yet to pass. The darkness, that great black curtain that falls any time we lose someone we love, is a living thing that morphs and evolves day by day as you remember things once forgotten and regret things never done or said. The darkness that haunts us for… Continue reading For Those Who Survive