The Waiting Room
If my life is a bus station waiting room, then you are the passengers who moved in and never left. …
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The Back Porch…
I’d always wanted a back porch. A place to sit and relax in the morning sun listening to the birds …
Never Too Old To Learn Something New
Sitting together sharing stories with members of our writing group this weekend at a lake house on Kerr Lake, the …
Butterfly, Butterfly, Fly Away Home
The oddest thing happened yesterday as I was wishing that our son, Branner, could be here to enjoy the beautiful …
Dottye: Our last name is Farther Along
Many helped Dottye celebrate her work developing the educational program at SECU Family House in Winston-Salem last night with a …
Reservoir
Farther down the flowing stream lies a body of water, mostly stagnant, with depth unknown — the culmination of countless …
More of Rebecca’s shoes
The topic of Rebecca’s shoes came up in my earliest writings after she died. I was actually surprised by how sacred …
Across the Road, Three Days Later, Now 14 Years
Around 1:30PM, Good Friday, my two sons meet me. They each have two shirts Carried across their arms, Ralph Lauren …
Carol Henderson on Writing and Grief
“Writing saved my life,” said Carol Henderson. Most of us in the Farther Along writing group would say the same thing, …
Murder, Mystery and Mayhem
Last Saturday night there was a murder at my house. It was part of a drama as outlined in an …
Pet Power
After a writing workshop I offered yesterday for adults grieving the loss of a loved one, a participant named Mal …
My Mother’s Garden
My Mother’s Garden On a recent return to my sister and brother in law’s home in Wilmington, NC, where Mom …
More Daffodils
Inspired in part by Carol’s post on this blog, Back Yard Alchemy, I walked outside to my thawing back yard …
Back Yard Alchemy
Thursday is the best day. My daughter brings her son Lucien to my house for lunch, which we all …
My Funny Valentine
It’s hard to believe that tomorrow marks the twenty first anniversary of our daughter’s passing. Caroline E brought much joy …
Writing Toward Healing sessions planned
Writing Toward Healing: 2016 FREE Workshops for Adults Grieving the Loss of a Loved One Carol Henderson, author of Farther …
Breakfast for Two
Two giggling girls, eating their sausage ‘cross aunts’, on a cold, Wednesday morning in January, are seated at the …
Now you’re cooking!
When our son and daughter opened the Christmas package that held their new electronic keyboard back in December 1989, there …
Glitter
Despite all the glitter and candles and lights, this season can be so dark. On Sunday morning I drove my …
China Doll
At a recent writing retreat, we were all provided with a section of the poem “My Life Was the Size …
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