A Stroke of Love

My father passed peacefully on January 10th 2021, Sunday at sunset


A tightly twisted and entangled set of twins. One can not exist without the other.  Like its brother, it has no end nor a beginning.  It too has always been and will always live, but that is where their likeness ends.

Consequences & Actions

Why question the good if you don’t think about why something is happening. To be happy and grateful for the warmth and positive things in life are enough. Or is it?

Missing you

Deep breaths

Slowly exhale

Savoring what lingers

In the air