We heal best through being vulnerable, through our connections and over time. Sometimes a very long time.
She now knew her true self
She danced with a sigh of joy
Twirling her gown around
Social Media opens us up to all sorts of unwanted distraction. Over time people are becoming SM drained.
I feel angry that my Dad wasn't there to protect and guide us through the mine field of Mom. I feel angry that my Mom loved my sisters more and better than she did me.
When my mother died, writing the obituary was left to me. My husband said it was the funniest thing to see my eyes literally glaze over and stare off for the longest time. Finally he broke the silence...
Why not just give 140,000 homes their own solar panels, thus giving the home owners some freedom from eternally paying energy bills. Then I did the math.
Be respectful, be kind, be grateful, be civilized.
No, I can’t buy my car flowers or chocolate and hold its hand with my pinky finger. Well, I suppose I could buy the flowers and chocolates but the flowers would just die in the back seat and I would eat the chocolate.
Is the Earth quietly gasping her last breath as we ignore all the signs of her demise?
I am sorry that I cannot be there to watch my niece experience the magic of the season