grief doesn’t merely sit. it resides, it burrows, nests, settles in, envelopes. heavy, weighted, ever-present, suffocating my lightness of being that it has replaced.
My son looked at the man sitting across from us in the emergency room. It was hard not to notice him. He was handcuffed,and a
there are still days that I don’t care that “why” will never be answered. i still ask it. of you. of the universe. of my
So here’s the thing that is a basic fact. For something to be strong, it needs a solid, well constructed and well laid foundation. Whether
A short status update on social media by a friend of a friend had an impact on me that surprised me by the ferocity of