my husband closed the door behind him and i was standing in our, in my, home… alone. it was the…
Tag: 2007
someone special in sweden.
our boat docked at the harbor, we disembarked, and were greeted by new, smiling, swedish faces and a cold, chilly…
inger & her apples.
every fall i think of her. inger. and her apples. and the mornings i shared with her in the fall…
the hardest words.
here is the next part of my memoir, “from death to peace”… Luggage in my hands, butterflies in my stomach,…
follow your bliss.
a week ago, i had a little retreat with myself at home and spent some of the time reading about…