My soul flies as quick as a hurricane sweeping the coast empty of light.
Category: Life
Six: A Poem for Corrie’s Collection
Include a pinch of make up you always ask me for when you grab my pale green Clinique tube and press your ...
Christmas Bells on the Door: A Corrie Poem
The Christmas bells on green strings still sound ...
A Short Corrie Poem, Gravel Drive
Birds chirp like Broadway singers singing different words at one time.
Corrie’s Goodbye
If they could throw glitter and invite a herd of unicorns to add to the drama of their goodbye hugs, they would.
A Short Post: Celebrate a Corrie 4th
Set up a dance party, but remember a dance party is not a proper dance party unless you dress up.
To Corrie
"And it is because of her heaven is called heaven."
The G-Word
This is the fourth post in my goodbye series. Dedicated to those who have ever had to say goodbye too soon. July is is Bereaved Parents' Month. Don't say the g-word. I don't want to hear it. "God?" you ask. I roll my eyes like my daughter, Corrie, did when I asked her a question… Continue reading The G-Word
The Goodbye Moments
We say goodbye to seasons in life. They make us ugly-cry-laugh. They take us on that emotional rollercoaster. It's not like a newer one. The rollercoaster is more like the old wooden one my son went on last summer for his birthday.
With my Goodbye, Mom, Your Walls will Fall Down
This is the second in a six part blog series about goodbye. In times of tragedy, friends and family say more with goodbye than we could ever imagine. With her final goodbye, Corrie busted up my walls I'd built around me over a period of six years. Corrie was a more social creature than I… Continue reading With my Goodbye, Mom, Your Walls will Fall Down
Corrie's Season 