Hannah’s Hope

Shifting shadows. Time moving. By gotten past fluttering through.  The nightmare and the reality blending into one. Shifting shadows blending in. Grief holding onto future, but future now holds the upper hand.  Now future stronger than grief.  Grief still there. … Continue reading

Abandoned Swing

I am sitting here at the kitchen table contemplating, thinking, wondering, remembering what it was like to have you in my womb dearest Sebastian.  But you’re not here.  You are probably somewhere up in heaven singing songs of praises to … Continue reading