Lessons From The Rain Today

I walk through the woods, joyous noise is all around. A symphony in the trees, here is found. Reminding everything to be still, to listen. The cock doesn’t crow, the ducks don’t quack and the sheep only want to nap. The rain teaches me to live with care, listen, be aware. If I'm quiet I can hear a small fragile... Continue Reading →

A Question For My Dead Father…

Over the past two years, I have come to fully appreciate why people call it "the grieving process."    After the initial shock and adjustment,  a long and winding road unfurled into the future.  I have started to adapt to my new fatherless state. Now: I remember that I can't call him- before I reach for my phone to try. I can speak about him... Continue Reading →

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