Dad is a man who Called me an Artist Who helps all and Gives love He makes me laugh and loves our son with all his heart Dad is forever...

I was riding home from writer’s club with a friend. She started talking about the fact she had gone to two funerals in the past week. ...

The wind whispers. The trees speak. The birds sing. They all have the same message: “Let go and Trust. Everything is okay. You are loved....