About death (of a child) and friendships (across the web)
How do you survive the death of a child?
(No worries, all is well here.)
Continue reading “About death (of a child) and friendships (across the web)”
How do you survive the death of a child?
(No worries, all is well here.)
Continue reading “About death (of a child) and friendships (across the web)”
Imagine a tree, decorated to please.
With glitter and glass,
And shiny trinkets.
Some are made by the hand of a child.
Others, handed down from generations ago.
But the new year beckons, and for some, that means something: Continue reading “Love on branches”
She saw him sitting there on a bar stool at the counter, his long legs stretched out in front of him. He was looking at a screen in his hand. He didn’t see her looking at him. Continue reading “The abstract dream”
My younger child is 11.
She is so full of love, and expresses this love in everyday life. Constantly. Not a day goes by when she doesn’t mention, or show it to me.
Even when she’s mad at me. Which is often enough…she’s a tween after all. 🙂
She expresses her love for those whom she loves with her words, her affection, her creativity.
I have to be extremely on guard with my cynical attitude on this topic to not destroy it for her.
Take this morning. Continue reading “Love notes”
When you’re young and inexperienced you may interpret infatuation as love. Continue reading “Pondering infatuation, attraction and love”