Written this afternoon

I wish you were here to see this…..
Currently, the temperature is 54 degrees in Midtown Manhattan. The leaves have turned orange in Bryant Park and the city has set up an ice skating rink in the middle of the park’s winter village.
Everyone is skating around in the same direction. Some skate better than others, but everyone is still smiling.
I like that…
There are two women Continue reading

Posted for the Broken Heart

 It seems as though tomorrow never comes in the timespan of heartbreak.
The clock is painfully slow and everyone has their suggestion on how to beat the sadness. And they mean well. They really do. But wounds like this are seldom healed with kind words and suggestions.

The coldest winter I ever spent was Continue reading