I sat on the far side of the room looking at the two people I loved most in the world, him in the chair to my left, her on the couch to my right. The pain and sorrow was palpable in the room. I was 25 — a free loving hippie, flower child who sang …
The Art of Surrender
When I say the word surrender, what comes to mind? Someone throwing their hands up when they’re caught or threatened? Someone surrendering when they are being over powered - like in a wrestling match, or when they know they’ve been beaten at chess? Or maybe someone surrendering their life to death after a battle with …
Joy and Pain of the Unraveling
Letting go of what no longer serves you. There is joy in the unraveling, but also pain. For all of us there comes a point where the pain of keeping things alive that we have held on to and propped up in our lives to help us cope with pain, outweighs the pleasure of keeping …
the day the conversation died
and then there was silence. conversation is one of my favorite things - with coffee of course, and maybe some lemon pound cake - but a few months ago one of my favorite conversations came to a dead stop. there was just nothing left to say. this was a 12 year conversation that had always …
