Dear Mama, Happy Birthday!
I usually didn’t talk about death with Mom.
I usually didn’t talk about death with Mom.
The phone rang, and I heard Colleen's voice inviting me to join her to hear a piano recital from a renown pianist, Richard Goode. Sundays are difficult for me sometimes. You see, I am by myself, and the best part of Sunday to me was worshipping at church in song and hearing Pastor Paul preach [...]
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.