Opening my eyes, dreaming of a baby crying, I wake on your 35th birthday. Our… Read the postI Didn’t Know
The Tassel Spent. Like an old ragged dish cloth bleached and dried until the edges… Read the postThe Tassel
I don’t sing at church. I have not uttered a note since Justin died. It… Read the postThe Divine Photo Shoot
“Where were you?” is my soliloquy concerning angels. “Why so capricious in whom you protect… Read the postAn Angelic Soliloquy
“At least he was probably unconscious when he drowned.” “At least you have another child.”… Read the postLet’s Bury “At Least” with our Dead
Dear Friends, I am honored to be featured on the Mudroom today. The Mudroom has… Read the postSitting on the Fringe
Dear God, At times we are unfriended and don’t even realize it until we miss… Read the postUnfriending God
Ubiquitous? I have to stop and think how to spell it. Every time. Ubiquitous does… Read the postUbiquitous. One Word 365.
A movie reel began to play in my head, scenes and snapshots littered across my… Read the postA Letter to My Younger Self
