Last week, we were heading west on a road trip through the mountains. Along the way were large tracks of land that had been devastated by forest fires. The many shades of green in the forest were in sharp contrast to the stark charcoal matchsticks that were once trees. We stopped at a few viewpoints […]
Do I speak of him in past tense or present tense? It confuses people. Yet, he is never gone from me. I hold him close, I feel him without his physical body here. But that, too, is confusing for someone who has never been in my place of loss.