A Divided Life

Feeling like a different person than I used to be. Have you ever met an elderly couple who constantly divides their life into before the fire and after the fire? Or the veteran who speaks often of before the war, and after the war? I feel I have a kindred spirit to those people, as…

The Last Mohican…

“I did not go through pain and come out the other side; instead, I lived in it and found within that pain the grace to survive and eventually grow. I did not get over the loss of my loved ones; rather, I absorbed the loss into my life, like soil receiving decaying matter, until it…

“….joy comes in the morning!” but sometimes it is dark and cold for a while!

Joy comes in the morning. I sweet phrase but it sounds trite and cheeky when you are in the middle of grieving over the death of a loved one. One of my Facebook posts from May 24, 2012: “It is said that after a loved one dies there are stories to be shared. But I…