Stained Glass
Years ago, I signed up for an evening class on stained glass. My son wanted to do a cooking class and I looked for something to do at the same time. This was the...
My journey from grief to contentment
Years ago, I signed up for an evening class on stained glass. My son wanted to do a cooking class and I looked for something to do at the same time. This was the...
One hears a lot of platitudes when folk offer their condolences, but not many of them are helpful at the time. It is true that time heals and that he didn’t have a long...
I suppose that death becomes more of a reality the older one gets. In the past year, six of my friends have lost their partners. Each time I heard the sad news, a stab...