When I was first inspired to write about my loss, it was with the hopes of building a proverbial bridge. I wanted to open myself up so I didn’t feel so alone. Well meaning condolences were uttered now and then leaving me feeling so very misunderstood, writing helped me feel unified. I haven’t written in…
Tag: restoration
Third Day
I haven’t written much since Christmas. The winter, as I anticipated, was harsh. I felt alone, and confused, the nights are long and my patience short. Although fresh fronds, shoots and buds have awoken as the rest of this hemisphere ushers in spring, I find I am still braving the cold. Springtime song-birds sing their…
Eden's Garden 