It is eleven years to the day of my beautiful mother’s passing. There is so much I wanted to share with her but did not express. And there is so much in my present life that I wish she could share with me, but sadly she cannot. Over the years, I have looked for signs… Continue reading Empty Rocking Chair
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We are ephemeral
The flower that smiles to-day To-morrow dies; All that we wish to stay Tempts and then flies. What is this world’s delight? Lightning that mocks the night, Brief even as bright. Percy Shelley Israel has been blessed by an abundance of rain this winter. There has been so much precipitation, the desert hugging the Dead… Continue reading We are ephemeral