(I started this post early in the morning and was pulled away from it many times for dad’s care. It is now late evening on
Year: 2018
Hard wired to love
Right now the snow is falling in thick, lazy flakes outside my window. All is hushed. That’s what snow does. Quiets a restless world. Invites
There’s nothing to be afraid of
My mother grew up in the hills of Tennessee where she recalls an elderly gentleman who used to spin yarns. He’d tell his tale and