I buried Aunt Sue yesterday morning. The dead, speaking the word with reverence. It was ashes a dozen or so family and friends commended to the earth. Since Aunt Sue died in February, all had grieved for a couple of months, maybe spent their quota of tears. But she was present to her brother in the best way she knew how, which is all any of us can do. Does the longing for the warmth of familiar skin ever die? .

8230;where the ladies are headstrong and the man is outnumbered. The Books Behind the Willows. Did you know we made a book together? Link in the sidebar! This is not Sheela the camel.

The blog of Canadian author Cynthia Reyes. Our favourite purple turtle is set for another excellent adventure. 8220;At first, of course, I was hoo.

My deepest sympathies and prayers to everyone involved with the latest school shooting in Florida. I was a freshman in college when the one of the first big news shooting took place at Columbine. Tough but not too tough Love.

How to Help Someone with Depression. Today, a friend confided in me that her son has been diagnosed with clinical depression. It is a great honor that this friend trusts me with this information. We all come to mental illness with many ideas of what such a diagnosis means, and we all have to recognize that many of our ideas are true and some are not.

Some things, some people, are just too broken to be fixed, no matter how hard you try. Some things, some people, are not worth trying to save. When what I mean is.