My Heart When I sit with my hand over my heart. I am healing by talking to my mom. We are together even when apart. Her dear sweet memory, my soothing balm. While out walking I look up at…
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A Silent Home
Coming home to an empty house is so heartbreaking! The emptiness engulfs you in its lonely fold, smothering you and you don’t even make an attempt to come up for air. There used to be a precious angel who…