Time
Too much Too little Endless days Sleepless nights Like an hourglass—sands moves too slowly when you want it to speed—too …
Too much Too little Endless days Sleepless nights Like an hourglass—sands moves too slowly when you want it to speed—too …
I have no doubt that Steve No longer exists in a pool of pain, sorrow, and regret but drinks from …
Dottye Currin is ready to add music to the mix with her smooth sticks (formerly tobacco sticks). She also …
Irene Johnson, bereaved grandmother, reads Farther Along in Boyds, Maryland. She is the mother of Monica Sleap and grandmother of …
Moments That Took My Breath Away “Life is not about how many breaths we take, rather the moments that take our …
Carol posted this morning on the Farther Along Facebook page about reading this post on her sister’s blog. To see …
I am… I am from coke floats And football games I am from homemade ice cream And wedding punch church …
Raising children is the hardest thing next to losing them.
I saw an old familiar face this morning. It was over 20 years ago that I first met him. His …
Night time approaches Sunset colors streak the sky We are all amazed ~Monica Sleap Roaring Gap Writing Retreat 2009
On this date 167 years ago, Henry David Thoreau moved to his cabin in the woods where he lived for …
From an e-mail that I received from Dottye tonight: “However, I do have some sad news. For those of you …