A photograph I took on my way home one evening as the sun was setting over Lake Okanagan. Sometimes, it’s so easy to be in my life. The trouble is remembering how this feels, especially when I need to the most.
You and I have something in common: in living this life with bumps and bruises, in love and in loss. Dreams do come true and nightmares can happen in daylight.
I blog because I'm a bereaved parent, and I was told that to share a sorrow halves the burden.
I'm nuts about horses, warm, milk-stuffed, fat-tummied puppies and I believe in the ultimate life beginning when this one ends.