let my song join the one

This past Easter was a challenge for me. My husband had to work, my daughter and her family were visiting relatives out of state, and my local family all had plans. So I was going to church alone. I still struggle with Easter because in 2012 it fell just days after...
ebbing echoes

ebbing echoes

It’s just a pond in a bucolic setting. Except that it isn’t. This is the pond I’ve commuted past daily for seven years, four of those years with Tyler as my driving companion.  For some reason, this pond was a topic of conversation each time we passed by. We’d remark...

beauty for ashes

There’s a stretch of road I travel on my way home from work. Sometimes I hit it just right, and as I round one of the final bends to our house, the setting sun seems to rest directly at the end of the road, framed by a towering silhouetted pine tree. It’s one of those...

complicated joy

Complicated grief. Ever hear of it? There is such a thing. Those who suffer complicated grief may feel guilt or responsibility related to their loss, have regrets about their relationship with the deceased, or have lost a loved one to suicide, violence, victimization...

forever fifteen

October 18th, 2014. Today will be tough. All day. Days that are so special and joyous when a person is alive are terribly painful after that person has died. It’s surreal to me that Tyler was born 18 years ago. Without the last two and a half years as a point of...