Sweet Child of Mine

Sometimes the grief sneaks up on you. Years later. Long after all logic would dictate that it is ancient history. It's never ancient history. It's always there. Like scares that still itch in certain weather. Maybe thats ok. The itch tells us there is healing. The open wound is no longer hemeraging. Today the skys [...]

Birth Stone Tree for Thanksgiving

This time of year always makes me very reflective. The last gasp of quiet air before jumping into the raging ocean that is the holidays. The fact that it's gray and brown outside helps further set the mood. Once the powdery snow falls for real and weights down the sleeping branches, I suddenly feel a [...]

Words to a Friend on the Day “IT” Happens

You're going to be here for a while, Buried under grief. Feeling like it will never end. Then, Suddenly, or so it might seem.. you won't be here any more.   It doesn't happen all at once. It's a slow crawl. Too slow to see close up, Visible only by perceptual distance.   It's will [...]

“How are You?” II

Some times simple questions become hard to answer. "How are you doing?" In my head I think "well, still pregnant." But it's too much to say out loud. Partly because it just requires too much energy to put it all into words. Partly because my heart...ok maybe my pride... just can't take pity look, the [...]