Grief Doesn't Have A Plot. It Isn't

My Cousins And I Used To Play Beatle Wives. We All Wanted To Be Married To Paul, But John Was O.k. Too. None Of Us Wanted Ringo. Or Even Worse, George.

Time Doesn't Heal, I Had Learned, It Just Keeps Moving. And It Takes Us With It.

A Sibling Is The Lens Through Which You See Your Childhood.

I Have Learned That There Is More Power In A Good Strong Hug Than In A Thousand Meaningful Words.

Even Now, There Are Still Days So Beautiful, I Almost Believe In God.