This baby face I have never kissed but know so well as it is one I grew up alongside and then again held as my own.
With one inquiring text message from my youngest adult daughter, the day went from a normal routine of charades communication with my father that has lost most of his articulating skills to a free flowing waterfall of incredible stories and memories. I relayed a question to my dad about family members that have passed on… Continue reading Social Networking
In the latter part of December it will be three years since our lives were changed after a stroke took the right side of my father and started chipping away his strength and will. We have adjusted and accepted the new normal of our present life. However, every now and then he will break through… Continue reading Small Moments
.....do yourself a favor and allow yourself to slow down and - be - in - the moment