Time Doesn’t Heal All Wounds, But Compassion Can.
My dad and I were messaging last night about a book that Callie was reading to the two youngest children. It’s called the Thingamajig book of Manners. it was my favorite as a child and…
My dad and I were messaging last night about a book that Callie was reading to the two youngest children. It’s called the Thingamajig book of Manners. it was my favorite as a child and…
This question has bothered me for a long time. Probably my whole adult/teen lifetime so far. Until today. That is work I’m going to have to do myself, from any location and in any situation…
Dear Doris, I’m Still Sorry for Everything; Twenty Easters Later. Dear Doris, I still love you. It’s been twenty Easters since you died. It’s been twenty Easters that have never felt the same on this…