3 Words. 2 Eulogies. 1 Voice. 

3 Words. 2 Eulogies. 1 Voice. 

One year ago, January of 2016, the words in my heart and head were: Live, Breathe, Alive.  I wasn’t sure the “how” for reaching, but my inner Me was speaking.  In 2016 I gave 2 eulogies in a 4-month period of time for the grandmothers in my life- one...

My Sweet Jean. Wrapped Around Me.

I am reminded of a quote I read years ago about the art of life “being in the balance of holding on and letting go.” When Jean passed I boxed up her remaining room items to be donated. One item I wanted was a plaid afghan throw, yarn woven with soft colors...