A little note to my daughters, slowly turned into a six page letter. Addressed and close to my chest I held it tight. With closed eyes and an open heart, I prayed. Hard and long enough until I my words engulfed around each letter scripted. Strokes equaling letters, equaling words, equaling sentences, equaling voids still … More When words aren’t enough.
“What makes a river so restful to people is that it doesn’t have any doubt- it is sure to get where it is going, and it doesn”t want to go anywhere else” -Hal Boyle