Month: September 2017

Two months ago I swung on a porch swing in the 70 degree, crispy California morning air. I took deep, sultry breaths. I smiled toward the busy hummingbird, who smiled back in his own way. I breathed a certain goodbye. Not that I'd never be back, but never back to that particular town as it… Continue reading Rooftop Perspective →

I sat slumped over on the hardwood floor. The sun was shining in slanty lines across the corner of the house that wasn’t in boxes. I stared there instead of the top of the staircase, where the life we built over the past three years - the one built up of 22 years of two… Continue reading Beautiful Grief →