It’s a good day for a re-run. I wrote this in 2012, and it struck me all over again today. I hope it matters to you as well. Storm the Gates — July, 2012 When I was a little girl–three to be specific–I began singing publicly. My dad was a phenomenal classical guitarist and I […]

It’s a tough one for an awful lot of folks. These Hallmark holidays can feel like dredging up the image of what we all want and not everyone got. We heal, we move on, and then some days are a sucker punch. If today is that to your gut, I will share again, my daddy […]

I heard joy in my husband’s voice today when his dad picked up the other end of the line.  One little word both filled my heart and pricked a scar mostly healed. “Dad!!” he exclaimed, with a genuine and heartfelt smile. Encapsulated in one syllable lies the longing of so many hearts and the responsibility […]