He Didn’t Want A Grave

Less than two days before his death, my ex-husband bought sunglass clips. A small thing, but a big one.

Read more "He Didn’t Want A Grave"

Why We Need Spring

Yesterday, the Girl brought me a daffodil, the first of the year. I put in in the vase by the sink with evergreen sprigs. The fragile, light-filled petals nestled beside the needles that always endure. Spring is on fast-forward this year.

Read more "Why We Need Spring"