When I’m Old

When I’m old I’d like to go there, she said. A twinkle in her eye. Looking at an ad, or something. She was in her eighties. And she wasn’t old yet. Not yet. I smile at the thought. Then I smile at my white hair, sprinkled here and there. And at the lines that formed … [Read more…]

Now that you’re gone

Today, it’s like nothing has changed but everything is different. You are not here anymore, yet you’re everywhere now… In the wind, the sun, the ocean. In the cute little birds crossing my path and in the smiles and laughter of strangers. You’re supporting me through the ground I walk on. You’re looking after me … [Read more…]