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 ...
Tag: writing about grief
Of Lighthouses and Mermaids, a Corrie Poem
Storms wash away paint on the lighthouse, and there's no repair.
What is the Power of Words in Our Grief?
No matter the loss. No matter the person. No one should ever feel alone in the months and years after loss. Grief doesn't vanish after the last casserole comes to the door.
The Hero and the Hummingbird: A Hopeful Story in our Walk with Corrie
Corrie appeared in an open area of a deciduous forest similar to the areas in which she'd grown up without bulldozers, road construction and neighborhoods with three inches between houses
Corrie's Season 