I look at this photo from 11 years ago and it makes me cry – a mix of sad and joyful tears. That night was the first time I witnessed her have an anxiety attack. I remember holding her tight in the ladies room and whispering words of comfort and encouragement to her. I heldContinue reading “HELD”
She laughs and it makes my soul sings. The sound, forgotten and lost in her darkness, has finally found its way back. I welcome it gratefully with open arms. I close my eyes and suddenly, it’s the only sound I hear. I record the sound in my memory. I don’t want this music to end,-Continue reading “She Laughs and my Soul Sings”
Hard to get through this one without crying. Faith, no matter the size, is beautiful.
My heart is full. I will never forget this Mother’s Day.