Dear Mama, How I miss you. Did you see the lanterns we sent off for you that November night not long after you stepped into glory? Maybe not. Our lanterns must have been dimmed…
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My mama was taken from us swiftly on October 14th. I am not even close to being able to articulate the grief that I am experiencing. I just have to say something. I have…
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Her little voice is chirping through speaker of my cell phone. According to the Find my Friends app she is 493 miles away. I listen to her chatter about her day and what she…
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I have this handful of pictures of Katie that I took on a snowy day in February, barely two months before the accident that would take her life. These photos that I took of…
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Cold, cold day here. I think it’s cold everywhere on this side of the earth. We are reaching record lows tonight. There is extra work to be done, covering pipes, cleaning stalls for the…
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Before the storm hit we walked our familiar path, up over the hill and into firefly alley. The storm clouds were ominous but beautiful. It was hard not to stare. Fear mixed with awe,…
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I adore Autumn. Nearly every afternoon in this season, I step outside my farm front door to this. Oranges and reds, purples and gold against the clearest of blue skies. I catch my breath…
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When Annie brought them home last week, along with an exquisite handwritten note, they were in full bloom. These crimson tulips tumbled together in a vase that matched their cheerful faces. Their song was…