I’d love to have seen the sunrise but I missed it for fitful sleep seeking to behold my son’s eyes … More
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Matter Patterns
Grief is proportionate to love It hurts because it matters My former life was full of you and so you’re … More
R.I.P. Cashy Hyde. To Infinity… and Beyond.
I am devastated. A friend I’ve met through Facebook and blogging- whose story has been on my to-write-about list for … More
