This morning, at the day shelter for homeless men where I work, I participated in one of the most bittersweet annual events of the holiday season-the
Tag: grief and loss
On the Seventeenth of December . . .
The hour is late, as is this post, but thankfully, love and kindness were right on time today. I returned home from work after a twelve-hour
On the Thirteenth Day of December . . .
If you have been following this blog over the past six weeks or so, you have read several posts about my friend Dina’s twenty year