Dishes in the sink mean bounteous blessings, and one of my blessings is knowing Denise Dwyer D’Errico. I first met Denise when she released a collection of poetry called A Maze in Grace and I attended her launch party. Denise is such a delight and is truly genuine in her…
Leasing out the American Dream isn’t something I ever thought was even possible when I little girl. Like many of my friends when we played with our Barbies (don’t judge), our American Dreams were filled with houses, flower gardens, children and spouses who would fill our lives with hearts and…
Grief is a strange thing. It ebbs and flows as if it were the tide being pulled by a moon that seems to reflect only on the past. There is a constant struggle between a shore that wants to be wrapped in the water’s constant presence and the water that…
I am not one to wish when I have all I need to be happy. I have travelled to the other side of a blown candle and I starlight and bright each day with my children. My love for the people I love is carried away with paper…
#Reverb12, Day 26: How do you intend to carve out more time for the things that are the most important to you in 2013? I’ve become protective of my time. I am cautious of saying ‘yes’ to any responsibility that would mean saying ‘no’ to my family. I’ve learned…
#Reverb12, Day 22: What was the greatest gift you received in 2012? Time. Always time. We treat it like a commodity as if we can trade with it, or barter with it, spend it or waste it. We say it’s valued because we say we have so little of…
