Brave Heart

When the heart is full of pain life feels more tender.  Or maybe when the heart  is more tender  life is full of pain. Grief is as complex  as a sunflower like the seeds of its center one memory developing the next. The heart longing for the  yellow blossoms of light. Sometimes the heart  missesContinue reading “Brave Heart”

Ghost Hugs

I ascended the front porch steps and grabbed the science curriculum. I agreed to tutor my fifth grade nephew. His three brothers and he became homeschoolers in August out of necessity not choice. Their mother, my sister-in-law, is chronically ill. Her body may or may not survive the vaccine. Her body can’t risk COVID-19. WeContinue reading “Ghost Hugs”