I never met Roger’s mother, Barbara. By the time I came into his life, Barbara had been in a memory care home for six years and no longer remembered her…
grief
Father’s Day Celebration of Life
I look forward to both Father’s and Mother’s Day each year, even though my father, and now Brooke’s father have both passed away. This is Brooke’s year of firsts without…
Acceptance
I’ve been making a point to restore my mornings to “sacred” time, a time of reflection, meditation and healing. No more email, Facebook, Instagram or Pinterest, no more chats with…
