I first saw Loretta at the dysphagia table in the hospital. She was helping a stroke patient with his lunch. Dressed in white, she could have
Tag: grace
Grace, letting go and dying
I’ve been humbled as of late. A few health scares have caused me to look even deeper at life and how I clutch on to
The flower blooms
The following story took place almost 20 years ago when I was doing my internship for a degree in counseling psychology. To protect the privacy