Living is a balancing act! Balancing complicated emotions such as grief, loss, joy, and hope are like the changing seasons. As summer transitions into autumn I feel the loss of Roy in every leaf that falls from a tree, in…
No day is ordinary A new sunrise; each day’s rays cast a unique pattern over the lake An eager spider; weaves another web strand on her death trap A shift in the wind; now golden and red maple leaves carpet…
My mind continues to be consumed with the last few weeks of Roy’s life, his sick body lying there on the hospital bed in the living room. His last two breaths and then forever gone. Every now and then old…