I find this poem called Slow Dance to be nourishment for my soul.
It helps me reset and focus my energies and set out once again on this magical journey called life so that I can appreciate the beauty and blessing that are given to me.
Instead of powering through my days and nights, this poem reminds me to get out of the fast lane and slow down and really and truly focus on the wonder around me.
Slow Dance
Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round,
or listened to rain slapping the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic… Read More
Some wonderful friends on the West Coast gave me Roger Rosenblatt’s book, Kayak Morning, as a Christmas present. I was familiar with Rosenblatt as a writer for Time magazine and also as a columnist for The Washington Post, but was unfamiliar with the tragic death of his daughter, Amy Solomon, a 38-year-old wife and mother of three children, from a heart condition.
In Kayak Morning, which was written two years after Amy’s death, Rosenblatt explores the human experience of loss. His descriptions of his grief and his reflections about his daughter Amy’s death are calm and straightforward yet poignant.
It… Read More
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A blog about moving through grief by developing resilience, practicing wellness & finding the wicked funny side of life. Widow. Mom. Writer. Dancer.