the bittersweet truth of my sorrow

i almost forgot. but then, on the way home from a late yoga class, crossing the street admiring the barren trees casting shadows on the sidewalk everything flooded back. i remembered it was this night. i wish i could tell my friends, those who are just now experiencing the loss of a parent that every yearContinue reading “the bittersweet truth of my sorrow”

fresh snow, the sting of losing a loved one

23 January 2015 It was a quiet night like this one except it might have been snowing. The room was rearranged earlier in the weekend so she watch the snowflakes in the moonlight. We were watching Lauren Bacall play an American governess in North West Frontier. We had said goodbye to my brother and hisContinue reading “fresh snow, the sting of losing a loved one”