The kids brought home cake today and I couldn’t help but think of you. I quietly entered the hospital room…
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Remember Me, the Tarnished Silver Box
The lack of luster or sparkle seems to go unnoticed. Tarnished amid circumstances often outside of our control. Faded dreams,…
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Weaving Golden Moments of May 7th
We know life is but a tapestry of moments woven together. Some moments are made of golden threads that stand…
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Oxalis and 50
For as long as I can remember, my mom would buy an Oxalis plant, aka a false shamrock, every year…
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Writing is My Cake
Today is my Dad’s birthday. It is his first birthday in heaven. We won’t have cake with him. I remember…
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