My father died on December 23rd and. because of the holiday, we were only able to post an obituary for one day before the funeral
“We don’t know what causes this illness, and there is no cure or course of treatment other than management, and that is mostly trial and
Well before I was of an age to articulate it, I understood that there was something sacred about nature. An indescribable presence spoke to me
The emerald waters of my crystalline personality are only a reflection of an external light. Lurking below the surface the murky waters of self-deprecation create
“Scoot up on the step, Rie-Rie, and let Mommy put on your new shoes.” With only weeks to go until my second child was to
“Let’s start by completing this reading and writing survey,” I suggested to the tall, lanky young man who had recently been placed in my care.