After seeing a movie where someone dies, YaYa has a hard time getting to sleep. He clings to me, and resists falling asleep for fear that morning will not come. After sifting through the critical family documents for YaYa’s birth certificate puts Tom’s death certificate in my hands as well, I have a similar reaction. [...]

This statue caught my eye. I’m not sure if she is meant to be an angel, pixie, or other but she sure is angelic.

I’ve kind of been a little stuck on how to write up my half marathon. In many ways, the day was fabulous. I enjoyed the company of my dear friend, Cindy. We somehow managed to park near the start, and completely skirt the rainy weather during the race. But the pain that kept me away [...]

It’s another beautiful day. Raise your arms overhead and reach towards the heavens. Salute the glorious sun above. And give thanks.