Monthly Archives: November 2014

On spending the day before the start of another year

This day did not go according to desire or plan. I wanted to spend the day in the quiet. I did not want to speak or hear any other voices. That was what I hoped but I knew in my … Continue reading

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On the passing of five years

Five years ago tonight, my daughter came home from the wake of her friend Ryan, filled with sad enthusiasm for the tribute his family and friends had paid to him. She told us about the picture boards, the looped slide … Continue reading

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