Struggling to accept my father's passing, I find comfort in memories and the feeling that he'll always be with us, even if I can't see him.

If I could speak to my younger self, I would speak gently and with compassion, because I realize now how very much she needs that...

A cosmic ocean of energy - All souls rolled into one – The sea from which we come from And return when we are done. For just as a glass...

A brief creative writing project for those who have lost someone they love and care for immensely.

A creative writing project about the legacy we hope to leave behind.