And if there are moments where heaven opens up a little, rains down some extra happiness, this was one of those nights.

It’s like running into an old lover 20, 30, 40 years down the road. Not the same person at all. Changed a whole lot. Yet . . . somehow, whe

These days. I miss the used to be. The way back when. I miss my Mother bringing in the mail, pouring her tenth cup of coffee, sitting...

These days. How they slip beneath my feet. Some feeling sturdy like walking on ancient rocks. Others, suddenly, without warning, like the...

These days. I am thinking of things we keep locked away. I have always loved keys. The concept of a key that unlocks secret doors and...