When I look back, it isn’t the big moments that rise first. It’s the small hands. The weight of a child asleep against my chest. The way time softens when you are watching someone you love grow. Life keeps bringing them to me — first as babies, then as children, then, almost without warning, as…
Tag: connection
Hurricane Milton
As I sit on a park bench in my local park in Melbourne, the sun rests warmly on my shoulders and everything feels calm. The sky stretches above me in a wide, endless blue. Birds sing from the treetops, and nearby I hear the bright, carefree laughter of my granddaughter as she plays. It is…
The Joy of Writing
The path to our calling begins when we listen to what stirs our soul and have the courage to follow where it leads. In the quiet spaces between breaths, in the soft stillness of the soul, there exists a flame that flickers and dances, a passion ignited by the simple stroke of a pen upon…
Apples of Gold 