When my husband and I bought a house in Massachusetts many years ago, we were excited that the property...
Moving Forward – Pt. 2 – High Tide
, , Adversity, Holding On, Life, Random Acts of Kindness, Transformation
As I continued trying to figure out where my life would take me next, my father’s terminal illness took...
Where do we find that delicate balance between caring and being overwhelmed? Of feeling, but not feeling too much?...
“But I knew in my heart I had to reach for my health this time, even if it cost...
Stony trails of jagged beauty rise like stretch marks streaking sand-hips. All the Earth has borne beguiles us &...
For every age, loss carries weight, but for those who have grown old, that loss can also contain the...
Alone
, , Grief, Holding On, Life
We’ve all known people who speak of feeling abandoned by those around them after someone they loved died and was...
For many months after I left television, I languished in despair. What was to become of me now that...
A path is a funny thing. The dictionary defines it as a “trodden way” or as a “track constructed...