Dark silhouettes of trees in a circle. The sky is pink, blue orange with stars sprinkled across it.

Waiting For His Return

Grief is the beast we all must ride. Chris Abani

Jimmy sitting next to Molly. They each have a large stuffed animal next to them. Molly's arm is around Jimmy's neck

Counting The Days

There are moments when I wish I could roll back the clock and take all the sadness away, but I have a feeling that if I did, the joy would be gone as well. Nicholas Sparks

The word FRIENDS written on a flat gray rock sitting on a pile of rocks

Hard Consolation

My friend is dying, and rather than rage against that as I might have when young, I find myself savoring in the sweetest way the fact that we met at all, that each of us was born and stumbled our way to each other. Hard consolation that …

Blue violet winter sky with stars in it. Two trees appear in dark silhouette in front.

The Sweetness Of Starlight

I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness for it shows me the stars. Og Mandino

Purple and orange sunset with a bare tree in front of it

Watching The Light Leave

In winter, you’re never more than a few steps from darkness. Katherine May

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