Solitary Musings on a Foggy Morn

The fog more than a mist shrouds the tree lined border of our yard The birds not visible are in conversation somewhere nearby  Otherwise I am left alone this morning  It will rain soon. You always loved the rain, windows open at night  to catch the lightening’s flash and the thunders crash You slept well toContinue reading “Solitary Musings on a Foggy Morn”

Navigating a rock strewn icy trail with crutches (a note to Norma)

I am beginning a new journey and I am grateful for the vast, crazy, painful set of experiences we had because I have become sensitized, aware, more conscious of how precious time and being present for each moment of it can be. At some point in the not-too-distant future I will no longer be ableContinue reading “Navigating a rock strewn icy trail with crutches (a note to Norma)”