Yesterday I attended the visitation for a neighbor’s husband, a man whose life ended too soon following an illness. The funeral home was crowded with family, old neighbors and friends. Other neighbors who’d known Jim for decades — whose children grew up with his — had many good stories and memories to share. Sadly, I learned more about him after he died than I did when he lived a few blocks away from me. Isn’t that the way it often goes? We’ve had too much bad news in our wonderful neighborhood (and our world) lately. And if we’re not mindful, it’s easy to get pulled under by the long, slow…
“Sometimes I need only stand wherever I am to be blessed.” ~Mary Oliver Cindy La Ferle For additional content, please visit the home page. To share on social media, look for the beige box located below each day’s post.
“Snow was falling, so much like stars, filling the dark trees, that one could easily imagine its reason for being was nothing more than prettiness.” ~Mary Oliver After the storm / Cindy La Ferle For social media sharing options and content that doesn’t appear in this email, please visit the home page.