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Grief is alive. It’s a living creature that hides, and unexpected triggers reveal it. As I write this, I am sitting below a large painting of two horses. It’s one of my very own unexpected triggers. Like the tears that come when they want to old memory’s emerge without warning. A memory of my sister riding a shiny palomino flashes through my mind. Heaven gave me the gift of two sisters. They… Read More

When I consider the peace of God I see an image of me falling backwards off a mountain towards a river bed of jagged rocks. The falling is my life. The rocks are the inevitable. So I lay my head back and take it all in. With arms spread wide open my hands hang loosely. My fingers extend themselves while taking note of the wind. I close my eyes. A smile spreads… Read More