The old saying “You could cut the air with a knife” popped into my mind as soon as I entered the room. The tension was physical and I was sure I was in the wrong time and place.
65 Red Roses – Celebrating Eva Markvoort
When she was a child, Eva Markvoort’s malapropism for “cystic fibrosis” was 65 red roses. During her too brief life, Eva reached out to millions of people through her blog and the film 65_RedRoses.
What the Wisteria Knew About Life and Death (And What I Didn’t)
“Wisteria. Sounds like hysteria. The faintest brush of purple. Woody. Twining. Ethereal. Angels could rest here.” Writer Kerry Slavens ponders living, and dying, and the seasons of pain.
Path of Light
The path I walk is not always a light filled space of illuminating proportions. Sometimes, the shadows slink and push out the shine, leaving me to wonder if I will ever feel whole again. It is in those moments that I doubt almost everything in my life. I say almost everything because it is also […]
An Angel Trying to Come Home
There is a painting hanging in my kitchen. It was given to me by the woman I bought this house from. She was a single mother too. She raised three children in this house. We bonded almost immediately and dealt with most of the sale transaction without the realtor. We preferred it that way; we […]
My Four-Legged Soulmate
When Kylen learned her four-legged soulmate Aries was terminally ill, she knew the loss would be devastating. What she didn’t expect was Aries’ final gift.
Rudy: Learning from Death, Embracing Life
On Sunday morning, I dutifully planted myself on a church pew, cursed the itch of new nylon stockings, and entertained myself with the silent addition of the phrase “under the covers at night” to the ends of hymn titles.
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