Soul Survival

I woke up this morning to a night sky and headed for my rocking chair that sits outside on the porch facing the horizon. Stars and a sliver of the moon were still in the sky. Looking up I wondered why we readily make wishes upon stars and struggle to believe in ourselves. We are
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Aunt Maureen with her children Tommy and Suzanne

The Wise Man

My Aunt Maureen died last month. After the eulogy, there wasn’t much said. Some of us got hives, some got bone tired, some put their sadness in a box, storing it for another time. We crawled back to her home and our safe routines, telling jokes, crazy-but-true family stories, and cleaning. We are really good
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