Not the one hundred meter dash, dash of salt, or a mad dash to get in out of the rain. But the dash found in a cemetery. Three months ago, walking down a grassy hill I found myself looking at headstones in the cemetery as a great friend, gone too soon, was laid to rest.… Read More The Dash
Today’s post is a follow-up to That Time of The Year . Cheryl, a long time friend, ended her comment with this; After they are gone I don’t know what I’ll do with myself….. Cheryl is a mom of two, who has given 110% to raising her children and in a few short years, they will… Read More Shifting Sand?
Late last night, my eyes were burning and my legs were sore from exercise I had done with a friend who had said, ‘how about a fourth loop?’ We were walking at the local park…each loop is almost a mile!!! As I laid in bed, trying to sleep, my favorite group of people came to… Read More That Time of Year