leaving the cocoon behind

Next time I am lucky enough to have an encounter with a butterfly I will speak to her of flowers and sunshine and remind her of the happiness she brings to my day and I will try not to mention the caterpillar days when she was trapped without wings. She will eventually remember that she can fly.   Advertisements

bearing witness

…Bearing witness is perhaps the greatest gift that I was able to give Scott. This blog made all of our readers witnesses, too, amplifying the ripples to many shores. Some of you have wanted to stay and be my witnesses now as I navigate the waters …