For your birthday, I wish I could give you the 4th of July, fried chicken packed away in the basket, although they say, “You shouldn’t eat that” these days, and homemade peach ice cream kind of feeling.
Month: February 2021
Pictures of Corrie’s Resting Place for St. Patrick’s
Sometimes we feel alone in our grief over someone we've lost. Grief is the expression of our love for a life that filled our being.
When and Why We Write
Sometimes when we write, ... we're really writing for someone else. Authors write for ourselves, too, otherwise: Why do it? Now, I am grateful to add poet with my author achievements because two of my poems will be published later this year. My therapist asked me what she thought was a strange question: "Can I… Continue reading When and Why We Write
Not Just Education, But A Love Story
This is a post I wrote about Corrie and our relationship with education on my teaching blog, also named for her. The journey in education was never a choice, but a love story. Find out what I mean ...
Forever Our Valentine
It is a different kind of Valentine I wrote, but I wrote in the remembrance of the deepest love.
Rainbows
Who am I to debate over whether you can really put your hand in the ultra violet rays, or to say, "The rainbow never existed anyway."
Mother and Son
Be easy on yourself.
Corrie's Season 