A Bluesy, Blah-like, Sort of Day
After twenty-some years of treasuring it, alas, when opening the storage boxes, I found it broken! “Oh no!” I wailed.
It’s OK to Mourn……
Dear friends, if you are in mourning, give yourself permission to do just that. Mourn. Remember the person you've said goodbye to. Weep. Forgive your forgetfulness.
Old Hymns and Thanksgiving, too.
May your Thanksgiving Day be filled with wonder and hope, as mine was that day nine years ago.
Grieving Life
I remember the first time I suffered grief when I should have been happy.
God Doesn’t Waste Sorrows
In my great loss, I have tried to glean any lesson I am learning as I walk the road of grief. This seemed to me a prime example of a tiny human attempt at not wasting the "sorrow" of my dying plants for they are being used one last time.