My Mother’s Grief
At the age of 48, after 28 years of being a high school teacher, a mother and a wife, my mother was alone. She jumped into redecorating our house and a new personality showed itself — an appreciation for French Impressionist painters, a curiosity about Native American art, a love for a shot of fine […]
Gratitude
Gratitude…. for the courage to grieve frightening times for the wisdom to hold to joy at the same time for love that comes in any form for the luxury of taking anything for granted for the insight to see more things as opportunities to grow MAY YOU BE AWAKE EVERY DAY MAY YOU NOT […]