Grieving Our Normal

It’s early April and I am in mourning. In the face of a global pandemic I feel foolish, when so many have lost so much more, but still I am in mourning. I am grieving the loss of birthdays and…

Here Comes The Sun

They say “cold hands, warm heart,” but I happen to live in Minnesota. They say “cold hands, warm heart,” but my hands are almost always cold. To be fair, my heart is almost always warm, too. I like to think…