When you don’t know what to do… When words seem inadequate… When you need some help finding solace… When you are experiencing the weight of somber news about the advanced illness of your loved one… Allow me to help you express your shared shock and...
Here I was, a pig of porcelain persuasion, holding court under a canopy meant for humans. But hey, who said pigs couldn’t appreciate a good rain shower? After all, when life hands you rain, it’s best to snuggle up under a pink umbrella and make the most of...
This lone leaf, as it lands softly on the earth, a reminder of the cyclical nature of life. Now begins its transformation into mulch, becoming one with the soil from which it once drew sustenance. Finding solace in the knowledge that endings are often just beginnings...
In her innocent delight, she continues her playful march through the rain-soaked streets, a testament to the transformative power of embracing simple pleasures amidst adversity.
On the empty park bench, rain softly falling on the brick pavers below, one can’t help but feel as though it is the wrong season of life. Instead of the vibrant renewal of spring, there’s a sense of fall endings all around. It’s a peculiar sensation,...
