I get it now. I’ve been somewhat indifferent to death for years and it’s taken me nearly 42 of them to understand why. It’s not because I’m cold-hearted, unemotional or uncomfortable with it. I shed tears like a normal person and feel hurt swelling in my heart like a balloon about to burst. Perhaps just like you do. The death… Read More
When we bought the little woodsy cottage at Halfmoon Lake, the previous owners left their beautiful dining room table for us. I’m not sure what type of wood it was but it was long and probably seated 10 comfortably. I had so many plans for that table. I even had a picture of people seated around a large table, covered… Read More
When snow falls I get the feels. I don’t mind the snow; it’s pretty and sad. It’s almost like the sky is so cold and so hardened that instead of tears, it’s gone right to cold, bitter, pretty little daggers. It suits my mood. The holidays are upon us and I’m just gonna say it- I hate them with a… Read More