Asheville

Lately, I’ve been seeing people posting things on social media, complaining about the traffic in town because of a holiday lights thing we have going on, people driving too fast, fireworks that woke up THEIR ENTIRE FAMILY, their internet sucks, and coyotes are roaming...

Eight Years

Hi Mom, It’s that time of year again. Time to write your letter. Eight years. Eight very long years. Yet somehow it still seems like yesterday, it’s gone by so fast. I still miss you every day. A few weeks ago, I pulled my phone out of my pocket as I could hear it...

Seven Years

Hi Mom, Me again. Another year has gone by without you. I wish I could say it is getting easier. It’s different, but not easier. Today, the anniversary of your passing, marks the beginning of my downward spiral so it’s always a difficult day. I get taken back to that...

Six Years.

Hi Mom,  Six years. I knew this day was coming. It always does.  So much to fill you in on. The world is still a mess, even messier than the last time I wrote to you. And I am presently struggling with some things personally. You know what they are, as I talk to you...
Elysia

Elysia

Elysia I said my good-byes to Elysia, the woman who got me started and taught me reflexology, on March 5th. That was the day I attended a workshop with her to learn how to use the wooden dowel during a reflexology session. This was to be her last workshop before she...