Category Archives: Loss

I’ve been accused of caring too much. I didn’t know that was a thing, or I guess I should say even a possibility. I still don’t think that’s a possibility… I think the world doesn’t care enough. I’ve come to … Continue reading →

I have not had any inspiration in a while. I realize that saying that may not mean a whole lot. But for me, it’s a first. Usually, no matter what is going on in my life, I always can sit … Continue reading →

I’m staring at a pool. Not one made of tile or concrete, but one that was formed naturally. It is unique like a snowflake, shaped in ways only the water it holds determines. Such a small pool of water, too … Continue reading →

I stand at the top of a hill. The hill is familiar, it’s where I go when I need to think… To figure out a problem. I am holding a giant dandelion in my left hand and a bottle of … Continue reading →