Sometimes we know the end is near, and we prepare. That did not happen in my marriage. And it did not happen with my beloved feline companions of 16 years, Honey and Pepper. They were my faithful animal-shelter friends who filled the void of a marriage lost, teaching me love, devotion, and the power of relationships until death parted us today.
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Ash Wednesday: not a day for giving up, but for leaning in to life. As well, the anniversary of my dad’s sudden death three years ago. This poem hits my heart…
These loved ones, our dead. Does healing ever begin? Is that deep hole always there? They say time heals, but I’m not so sure. In these strange moments, in everyday moments, he pops up. ‘Hello there.’
I don’t know why it started, really. But over the years it’s become my evening ritual, shooting sunsets in Seattle over those majestic Olympic Mountains. There’s a wildness to the skies:
[PLEASE NOTE: I’M IN THE PROCESS OF MIGRATING FROM ONE SITE TO ANOTHER; PHOTOS, TEXT, FONTS ARE ALL OVER THE PLACE! PLEASE BEAR WITH ME DURING THESE CHANGES — THANKS!–HH]…