Pops- I think all my favorite memories of you are on a loop so I’m sure I’ve repeated myself multiple times writing to you. But I don’t care, because today, I can finally take a breath, step back and be reflective and introspective on life and the funny turns it takes. And cry apparently, as …
I love hearing stories about my Pops from other people. It’s so interesting to hear other’s memories & perspectives. I talked to my dad this afternoon, on a whim. It was raw & tear-jerking. One of these days, I’ll put my money where my mouth is and interview my family members, but sometimes hearing it …
Pops~ I’ll never forget this date for the rest of my life, but the mind is a powerful force. It likes to protect itself against pain and loss and devastation- or the memories of those feelings. Today has been a good day, no crying-so far. I did however cry at church on Sunday (of course). …
his love wrapped around her life a petal’s caress his fingers held her like a vine to a tree the colors of their emotions like a field of wildflowers a love as wild as theirs was never meant to be tamed falling apart, coming back together finding themselves infinitely tied as one
This time of year- in years past- is usually one that I’m really excited about. It’s Lent, the anticipation of Easter- a time of newness and beginnings and starting over… but ever since my grandpa passed away almost three years ago around this time of year, it’s been a tough season to get through. Interestingly, …