“Because horror on Earth is real and it is every day. It is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot be contained.” ― Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones It has the feel of a horror film; an empty shell of a building, disturbingly quiet, no one to ask for directions when you find yourself lost... Continue Reading →
Death Be Not Proud
I had to attend the funeral of a dear friend, recently. I last heard from him the day before he died. This post is from a dear friend of mine. She is a phenomenal nurse. It touched me so much, I wanted to share and she gave me permission. It's good reminder that even the... Continue Reading →
When your friends start dying
It happened several years ago. I noticed that for a couple of years in a row, I was attending at least three funerals a year. In the course of a conversation with an older friend of mine, he commented, "just wait 'til your my age. We've been to a funeral every weekend for the past... Continue Reading →
Living Over The Hill 