Welcome to my Journey

Recently my friend had to put her dog to sleep.  Cancer had taken over poor Rosie’s body and she was in pain; she was suffering and looked to the woman she loved most to help her.  And my friend did....

When I sat down this morning to read the news my feed included an advice column from syndicated writer Carolyn Hax with the title “Should children be shielded from their parents’ grief?”.  A...

There are defining moments whose anniversaries give us, as a society or culture, pause to reflect, remember or for future generations to learn about from those who were there that day. Such things...

It seems like every other day there is some historic event that conjures memories. Like the defining date of my generation, 9/11.  Each year I remember precisely where I was when the world changed....

It used to be that I took note of the name and notation about the life of whomever was commemorated in the plaque affixed to the bench where I sat or at the base of a tree that caught my eye. I know...

When my Dad was sick one of his biggest fears was to lose the ability to make decisions for himself. It’s a fear that we all have and leads us to completing an Advance Directives, setting up our...