One More Thing
I want to tell my brother one more thing. I loved our childhood–the beach in summer, salty waves and frozen creamsicles. The trampolines, fireflies, road trips and late, balmy nights. Continue reading
I want to tell my brother one more thing. I loved our childhood–the beach in summer, salty waves and frozen creamsicles. The trampolines, fireflies, road trips and late, balmy nights. Continue reading
I am grieving again. This time for someone very close to me who I have loved very much. And the clocks in my house keep ticking, while the fridge keeps humming. Outside the UPS and Fed Ex trucks keep delivering … Continue reading
I am thrilled Oliver is okay, because I couldn’t imagine losing him. He’s just what I need and seeing him happy gladdens my spirits. Continue reading
It’s been four weeks since Henry’s passing. I know I should put it behind me and muddle on, and sometimes I do. But last night… Continue reading
2007 – 2019 I’ve been wanting to do another post about Henry, but as he got older he seemed to become more settled in his ways. He’d spend even more time napping, resting and sleeping with quiet abandon. And did … Continue reading