The Fragility of Life
Barb's birthday 63, Mike has cancer 56 There is a depth, awareness in the mundane things, they become sacred rituals, no longer are...
The Invitation
There is no time to whimper and complain for the next deadline looms, the next responsibility is front and center demanding attention, there
Tired Gratitude
My sisters called this morning. Inviting me to join them for lunch, reluctantly I declined. My day is full of appointments. My mind is on...