Dec. 15, 2020
Miss?
I find myself counting and oh how I wish I was counting down the days until you return. Instead, I'm counting the days you've been gone, never to return. I simply miss you, yet miss doesn't really come close to explaining what your absence feels like. I love you Sherri Graves Smth.
Only If.....
This post is for all my team sports people. You remember during a game, or practice, win, or loss, that things like race, socioeconomics, religion, just fade away? Nothing matters but you and your teammates. If something's not right with the team, w…
Her
I'm always mindful of her, but at times her essence tends to be stronger. Sometimes it's a birdsong, waves crashing on the beach, a gentle breeze. Other times, it's the sharp blue sky or the sound of leaves rustling or children playing.&…
