one thousand gifts

Today,a little boy–my Cooper boycrawled into bed with me for a morning cuddle.“You’ll always be my little guy,”I said as I kissed his cheek. “You’ll

Bonfire magicsparks thrown up into the skywhen I throw my head backto see the almost-full moonbright orange fleckssail across the skylike shooting starseach one a

We wave goodbyeto the little white cottageand its pine-scented deck;the treesthe mountainsall the nature that held our hearts for two days. Home again, home againjiggedy-jig