To be entirely honest, I miss the “innocence” of Mother’s Day that I used to know. I’m all too aware that not all women fit neatly into the “Mother Box”,
“I’ll meet her before you do, you know.” My grandma is in her late eighties and I noticed during my last visit that she is slowing down in a
I have to warn you… the post for today is a little bit heart-breaking. It’s written by a friend of mine who wishes to remain anonymous. She and her husband
I cried when he brought lunch to me in our home office and told me our fish had died. It wasn’t that I was particularly fond of that stupid fish.
Sometimes you think the waters are calm and still and then you blink and the storm clouds have rolled in and you find yourself trapped by your own anchor, hanging
It was as perfect a day as I can remember, with sun glistening and birds singing and palms swaying and golden beach all rolled out before us. We ate ice
They say that grief comes in waves. And it’s true. The emotion comes and goes, comes and goes, comes and goes. They also say that you should never turn