I will be giving a special thanks for those who read these thoughts, and whose mysterious presence in my life keeps me going.
These Small Blessings
Actually not so small.
Merry Solitude
As I prepare to enjoy Christmas in blissful solitude, I’m particularly grateful for having learned during the past ten years how to love myself alone.
The Paper Carrier’s Prayer
Every year at about this time, Yolanda leaves a typed note with the newspaper.
Light in a Dark Time
There are roses blooming even in the darkness of this December.
Gratitude
Although I loved presents, even hankered for them, the ones I received—mainly books—never mattered as much as the presents I gave, and for that I will always be grateful.