Looking at the branches that have fallen from the trees in our front yard, I think about how fragile the branches of trees are, as with just one strong gust of wind, they can be disconnected from the tree that provides them life-giving substance. They lie on the ground, unable to right themselves and return... Continue Reading →
I became a grandmother when I was 31 years old. That was not the typical age for beginning this new role. Please, don't start counting on your fingers trying to decide what age I was when I first gave birth (age 24), for I transitioned to this new status so early because I adopted my... Continue Reading →
No one on the bus wanted to sit next to me. I cannot say that I blamed them, for I was a mess of torn skin, a torn soul, and torn fabric. I was running from a bad situation, one in which I was promised that I would suffer the same assault to my body... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 