There is an ache in my chest, which wakes my brain. It is not a physical ache, but an emotional one. My brain rouses my eyes and my feet slide out from under the warm covers to tiptoe to my computer…trying not to wake the sleeping dogs. It is a familiar walk through the dark … Continue reading Compounded Grief
Saying Goodbye
Uncle Jim
Some men leave this life with much fanfare, while others quietly make their exit. Jim Wages would be the latter, an unpretentious man, who lived his life in the most genuine of ways. Jim never desired the spotlight, he lived simply, put his hands to hard work, and his heart to family. He was a … Continue reading Uncle Jim
Michelle's Mosaic 