Our last encounter was this past summer at my niece's wedding. Prior to that we had not spoken for over 5 years and during that meeting we both knew that it was unlikely that we would ever speak again. As he drove away in his car I thought about the fact that I didn't even … Continue reading Sit In It: Act 1, Scene 2
Who was he? An enigma to his own children, non-existent to his own family. His siblings wanted nothing to do with him and from the little that I know his feelings were the same toward them. His mother longed for a reconciling and his father was gone, long, before I could understand the ramifications of … Continue reading Sit In It: Act 1, Scene 1
When we focus on our past and the lessons that are learnt from our experiences we become aware to the fact that our own past selves are the foundations or our future selves.
Hope is our lifeboat and hope is our courage. Hope is the color in a sea of darkness.
Turkey, Bacon, Nom, nom, nom!!!
Photo Story of the Week, Perspective
A summer day and a resort bench with your bestie's and ice cream.