He Loves me, he Loves me not…
Do you remember as a kid picking petals off of flowers? He loves me, he loves me not? My Grandson and I picked some wild daisies yesterday on our walking path...bringing them home and putting them in water to enjoy their beauty and symbol of NEW beginnings. Life is...
Tears of Grief…
Tears of grief...As we embark on the Memorial holiday weekend, what emotions flood us? Are we excited because we have another day off of work? Are we disappointed that we can't go boating with the colder weather? Are we grieving a loss of someone we had to say goodbye...
Drops of Rain…
Drops of rain...makes me want to curl up with a good book and a warm cup of tea. Rain feels refreshing, and turning inward at times is healthy. Being quiet and listening to the rain fall from the sky brings a calmness that we all need in today's world. Simple...
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