Memories of Mom…

A few years ago, I reached the age where I had accumulated more years without my Mother than with her. I lost her when I was a mere 24 not yet old enough to realize how much I was going to need her, nor how much I would end up missing her. At that young age she was still “mom”, you know the “mom” we love but still chafe under as young adults. It isn’t that I took my Mother for granted, I didn’t she taught us that lesson well enough, but I had no idea how much I would miss her and how many times I would need her counsel, her teaching, her understanding, and maybe more than anything those irreplaceable tender moments of a mother’s comfort. Read more ›

My Wife

My Wife

The sparkle of powdery blue eyes
A whimsical smile escapes

The softest touch
And a playful spirit

Caring, nurturing, committed
Grace born from experience

Tested, tried, and triumphant
Partner, playmate, friend

The sparkle of powdery blue eyes
A whimsical smile escapes

I love you…