I’m underwater and my feet aren’t touching bottom yet. How much deeper can I go? My Journal – September 9, 2010 During the “now normal,” I’ve tried to connect more ...Read More
I wrote this letter to myself on March 24, 2011 in my diary. It was the week Ken was in the hospital before being released to come home for hospice care where he died on June 1. It was one day after o...Read More
When I’m in the mood or just when I run across them on the shelf in my bedroom, I love to pull out one of my old diaries and read a few entries. It’s a portal to a different time. A different me. ...Read More