To Rosie

“The song is ended but the melody lingers on.” Rosie- I never met you. I will never meet you. For that, I look downward, seeing through the walls of my shadow. I have, however, heard your name spoken. One gracious individual you left behind has blessed me with his friendship. M understands the value of……

Grief

  I have known my share of people who have died but it took me until this year to discover that I have issues with grieving and processing death.  I am still learning.    When I was six years old, I began having a recurring dream about a man breaking into our house during the……