Tag Archives: death

After Life

Brought low by political discord and the looming election, I needed a pick-me-up. Nothing too big. Not a cruise, or a safari, or a mind-numbing drink, but something that would lift that weight off my chest. Holding a baby bird … Continue reading

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April Crocus in the Snow

My friend’s email began: “My mom died 39 years ago today… we’ve been friends even longer. Let’s connect!” Kristina’s letter hit me hard. Not that I fail to think of her, I do think of her, but our friendship simmers … Continue reading

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