It’s been awhile

Grief is such a torturous thing, even more so during the winter time. November through February are full of painful reminders of what and who’s missing. It’s cold, the sun isn’t out as often, and your daily activities become sort of limited. Life unintentionally becomes dark, and your thoughts follow. It became so easy forContinue reading “It’s been awhile”

Death, a stranger and a friend.

Death was something I was always aware of. He was no stranger to me or my family. My mother lost her father at a young age. Even though this happened well before my time, that’s the first recollection I have of death. When I was a small child (maybe five or six) I had aContinue reading “Death, a stranger and a friend.”