The years have flown by. This week was the anniversary of my son's crossing Over the Rainbow Bridge. It was surprisingly painful. It has been many years since he crossed over and yet sometimes it feels like yesterday. There is a new song by Paula Fuga and Jack Johnson that they wrote about the death of their fathers. The sentiment is the same no matter who died. It has amazing slack key guitar played by Ben Harper. Listening to it brought me to my knees--I guess I needed to

I was challenged by my friend Audrey Zemke to post 10 pictures on Facebook that bring me joy. Today, I posted a photo of my family in a restaurant. It was one of the last times we were all together with Steve's sister Anne. It brings me joy to be reminded of that meal. A lovely moment in time recorded in a photograph. A droplet in the ocean of our lives. It is also touching because Anne's hair is just growing back after chemo and is about the same length as my daughter Keil

I am sure that you have seen the grief quotes on wall hangings, posters, FB postings that are meant to comfort. Sometimes they are helpful and other times I question who wrote it and why. I would love to hear from you about the ones that helped. I like the following one. I am not sure who wrote it but I thank him or her. "Grief never ends but it changes. It is a passage but not a place to stay. Grief is not a sign of weakness, nor a lack of faith. It is the price of love."