I was ten when my grandmother died.They told me grandma was in heaven,she wasn’t sick anymore, and that she was watching over me.Devastated by the loss,I sat outside on the…
Across the bedroom a squirrel with a fluffy tail sits on a stump. It holds a rose, lost in peaceful thought. Its light shines from within, calming in the dark,…
Each of us has our Christmas traditions, passed down through the generations, beginning with when and how we choose to decorate our homes and start singing carols, from making out…
It’s the holiday season again, and while Christmas is the holiday I celebrate this time of year, I’m pretty sure that whatever holiday you celebrate, we have something in common—we…
