When did your love of writing begin? Are certain people responsible? I’ve been thinking lately about how mine began. The presentation of Auntie Hazel’s flashy script and grandma’s heartfelt poems filtered down through dad (both links lead to Sass and Vinegar, a tribute to two creative sisters who loved wordplay). I figured my interest came from dad’s…
Sometimes you have to get a little lost before you can find yourself. ~ my daughter (minha filha)
Don’t turn away; Keep your gaze on the bandaged place. This is where the light enters you. ~ Rumi I post once again with a very heavy heart in honor of our dear friends, the family whose son took his life last weekend. Days later their daughter tried to take hers. She was unsuccessful. Through…
The Beginning of the End is a popular title. There are books, movies, and song lyrics; perhaps it’s also a poem. While it is rather catchy, it’s somewhat inaccurate, at least for this post. Seems The End of the Beginning is also a title. This one fits a little better. Hold that thought… “Starting over”…
finding merle 