Bye, Mama

We found more of mom’s old clothes in the attic, more that wouldn’t fit any of us and we needed to let go. They were in boxes she had labeled by season and year. She wrote that. That’s her handwriting. … Continue reading

Object Relations

I went to the temple yesterday, and it was a powerful experience for me. There are some experiences that always come with a temple visit: the presence of loved ones on the other side of the veil, the respite from … Continue reading