My Reflection
Bartender. Teacher. Painter. Pantomime. Accountant. Sign language expert. Salesperson. Candle lady. Math tutor. DIS aide. Job coach.
She is all of these things and more. She has an adventurous spirit and a love for people that causes her to do well in every profession she seeks.
She is my mother. Read the rest of this entry »
The Sasquatch Soul: wandering, searching deeply, and avoiding photos. 
A Touch of Death
July 17, 2012 at 1:27 pm (Culture, Death, Devotional, Philosophy, Relationships, Religious Commentary) (busyness, contemplate, Death, God, grief, last moments, life, loss of a loved one, Prayer)
When I was 15 years old, 3 students I went to high school with died within 4 days of each other. I attended funerals and memorials and grieved with my classmates. It wasn’t that they were close friends. I knew them through loose associations at school, but I cried because that week myself along with 1,600 other students were forced to acknowledge that death didn’t just come knocking for the old. Read the rest of this entry »
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