Does love end with the final breath? Does it stop when one no longer walks the earth? This question twirls and spins about my mind of late. Not because I’m about to breathe my last. No, I’m thinking about my precious little girl, my Emma. Her…
She would have turned 17 this year. I can’t imagine the length of her hair or the hue of her eyes anymore. The sound of her voice and things that would make her heart beat fast elude me, this sweet’s girls mama. Would her face resemble mine or…
I’ve decorated the tree for eleven years now. Standing just under 3 ft, it’s adorned with white lights, pink and purple ornaments, butterflies, My Little Ponies, and may just be my favorite Christmas decoration. But it’s also the most difficult one to set out…
Writing about marriage? Never Here I sit, about to write a piece on marriage. Who’d have thought that would happen? Certainly not me. My first marriage lasted 14 years before it unraveled beyond repair. There was a lot of hurt and pain, sorrow, and loss, not something I wanted…