Creative Busyness

grief

  • Flying away

    She lived in the foothills. Life there was good, but sometimes it could be painful. Not because of the place. The pain came from within. Then on a Sunday morning, she wakes up with absolutely no pain at all. She looks around and sees some old friends that were long gone. They’re looking at her Read more

  • The life in the foothills seems darker today

    Rest in peace, Barbara. We’ll miss your stories, your posts, your prompts, your comments, and even the blue-eyed cat. My sentiments to your husband Paul and all the people who met you personally or in the blogging community and will miss you in this word.   Read more