I wrote all of this for our son, so he knows there is life after darkness. There is growth after frost. There are people who love, and those who do not.
Category: inspiration
A Journey Long after the Casseroles are Gone
Never walk alone. I'll be here long after the casseroles are gone.
Happy 8th Birthday, Corrie! (with poem)
Happy heavenly birthday to our daughter, Corrie! This is her third birthday in heaven, and it marks two-and-a-half-years since Corrie earned her wings. Besides already being a difficult time, it also marks half of the life she lived on Earth. I haven't written in a while because as I get closer to times of remembrance,… Continue reading Happy 8th Birthday, Corrie! (with poem)
Orange, Gold and Mahogany: a Corrie Poem
The oak leaves change from green to orange, gold and mahogany, and the pines remain evergreen. On such drives, when you allow, the sun steals you away to places where people say, "shall" and "thine" and in a glade ...
A Reflection of my Life as a Writer, Author, and Poet, Part I
Just because I was identified as a child with learning disabilities and possibly autistic rather than academically gifted, it failed to mean that my intelligence and gifts would never show.
Novel Excerpt Finalist
"She’d place vases of flowers at the spots on the table where Lera’s sisters, mostly older and out of the house, had sat."
Gratitude Part I: The Difference in Gratitude v. Thanks
I think of quickly forgotten, or thanks, as the goldfish in someone's aquarium. "Oh, they have a goldfish." Yet, every time my family goes to a seafood restaurant, and spots the "Nemo Fish" in the aquarium, it is forever remembered.
Two Years and One Month after Corrie
But that's why there are seasons to grief, and also friends, who are patient and stay nearby, will see a different you rise from the ashes.
The Chain That was Broken
Sometimes we can't replace the chain that was broken.
Meet Me at Sunset, a Corrie Poem
That is why I must stay until, as my daughter says, "Meet me at sunset just as the last colors cross the sky. You won't know the day or time, Mommy, but I will meet you at sunset as the last colors cross the sky."
Corrie's Season 