Sleepy Saturday
It’s was your fear that held you back. It was never the doubters or the naysayers, nor even the wolves …
Category Archives: The Serious Stuff
Swim or Sink
‘Grief is like an ocean. It is sometimes calm and nostalgic. It reflects the sky and all the beauty around …
Softlier, Sadlier
‘The tears we shed when we see the loss of innocent lives, are not a sign of weakness. Instead they …
The Rememberers
We are the rememberers. The people left behind to keep the ones who have gone from us alive in heart …
After the Storm
Peace is not the absence of the storm, but the strength we find in the midst of the wind…. Unknown …
Barely holding on
As I mentioned in my blog of An Attitude of Gratitude, I am having some housing problems at the moment. …
I’m done!
I’m done being nice. I’m done being tactful. I’m done with people who don’t give a damn. I’m done with …
With just one breath
I don’t often speak about my Dad. We had a slightly tumultuous relationship while he was alive. He was 41 …
The Dowager of Discombobulation
Discombobulate: To rearrange or put something back together so it makes no sense. To confuse. To disconcert. Isn’t discombobulation a …
Outsourcing Death
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos …
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