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A Tribute in Black and White

Sometimes it the storm surrounding that propels me to land

Its the fierce and unforgiving wind and waves that move and bring me exactly where I need to be in line with Gods perfect plan. 549 more words


the garage

the last passenger of my mother’s little red car

was a feral calico

who purred her way onto a lap

and into a heart.

The car took her last trip today…. 40 more words

The Now

And They Were No More

Around 10 and a half  years ago we moved into our house and brought into it a pack of four dogs to live with us and be our family. 97 more words



After my mother passed away, I started losing weight. I was naturally quite a skinny and petite person. Before her death, I kept a somewhat healthy weight. 337 more words


Dear Grandma...

It’s been two years since you’ve passed on, grandma. I’m still sad that you’re no longer here, with us. But I’m happy for YOU, because I know that you’re in a much better place now; a place with no pain or sorrow. 1,225 more words


Guy #130 - The Lay After...

My mother and I never spoke much about my private life, though I did manage to reveal bits and pieces of it through our common, often morbid sense of humor. 423 more words

Grief does strange things to people...

While I’ve been going through the standard ups and downs of losing a beloved pet, I’ve found some interesting patterns emerge in my behavior. Some are surprising, others not so much. 1,053 more words