The Tree of Life: Leaving the Grandmother
Late afternoon. In the front room of the weathered, 1950’s cottage that for the past two years was my residence in Carmel By The Sea, I sat gazing out the...
Late afternoon. In the front room of the weathered, 1950’s cottage that for the past two years was my residence in Carmel By The Sea, I sat gazing out the...
Friend, if you do not know how to live in the world because it breaks your heart, sometimes daily, you are not alone. This morning I woke with grief like a dark...