A friend of mine took his life yesterday, leaving us with the burden of helplessness and grief. Whatever he was feeling at the time of his passing saddens me that he didn’t feel that pull from other souls in this lifetime to keep him here. Tim was the gentleman that,…
Terry, a dear friend of ours at Little Wings lost his wife on the 10th to heaven. This is his blog today. I thought it was so beautiful that I chose to repost it. We love you Terry and your Family and will be here for you as you need…
“It’s done; don’t let her get the best of you. Here, wipe your face,” as she reached for her towel. “Come on, let’s do this. You have to. You have no other choice.” She sat me on the toilet and wet the towel. As she wiped my face, I started…
“The little pink skeleton was small and cold and its flowers were made of four circles with a stem, like one doodles on paper when they don’t know how to make a distinguishable flower, like a rose or an iris. The brushed pink and blotted, purple flowers have never cracked…
