Seasons
This post is based on a prompt given at our last writing retreat: “The trees are about to show us …
Tag Archives: hope
A New Day
In the stillness of the early morning before the break of day I am thankful Today is a brand …
Home
I might never leave home again. Seriously, three weeks into our return – after being displaced by a horrific …
Telling the Whole Story
[The back porch is what I loved about the house on first visit. In the few weeks we were living …
Reservoir
Farther down the flowing stream lies a body of water, mostly stagnant, with depth unknown — the culmination of countless …
More Daffodils
Inspired in part by Carol’s post on this blog, Back Yard Alchemy, I walked outside to my thawing back yard …
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 …
Now you’re cooking!
When our son and daughter opened the Christmas package that held their new electronic keyboard back in December 1989, there …
A heart’s constant project
The prompt for this writing was the poem “Want” by Carrie Fountain. Read the whole poem here. These lines were …
More random thoughts from a road trip…
Being alone in the car is a perfect place to let the tears roll down without disturbing anyone or requiring …
Six degrees…
Often Carol (Henderson) is asked to facilitate a writing event based on our book Farther Along and as many of our …
An Invocation – 2
Loving Father, Nurturing Mother, I could pray for world peace – that all the wars across the globe among nations …
Sweet Pea
I have always admired people who could remember their dreams, often recalling in great detail the story that unwound in …
What does grief look like?
Grief looks like a windswept dune, sand grains pausing then stinging as they are blown first in one direction then …
Knitting hearts
During the last few weeks I completed my first knitting project. I knitted a heart-shaped bowl and felted it. It …
Penelope’s web: The warp and woof of grief
This piece was written at a writing toward healing symposium in Warrenton, Virginia in November 2012. Carol Henderson was leading …
Inside Out, 1998
Mixed media 12×12 As the months passed following Rebecca’s death, I came to a startling awareness that my inside feelings …
Hope and rocking chairs and threads
I have so many thoughts tangled in my head and heart today, but to untangle them a little, I am …
My Lemon Tree’s Roots Go Deep
It is surreal to know that we have lived in our new community for a little over a year now. …
Farther along, we tell our stories (and leave our cards)
For a long time, some of us in the writing group of bereaved mothers did not find it easy to …
Farther Along 