Nothing compares with the first moment of awareness of how tiny we are in this universe. Our lives, like all stories, are made up of individual moments. Moments that we live through with very little awareness of our surroundings.
My Dad was a farmer. Our home was in the country several miles from a small town in South Dakota. There were no streetlights, only the night sky. One moonless night, as my mother and I walked the quarter mile home from our…
Friendship is a unique form of loving. A good friend can be like those cool smooth stones you sometimes find. You know…the ones that have lots of patterns and colors in them. I like to have them in my pocket and hold them in my hands sometimes. They give me courage. Friendship is a little miracle. It always surprises me. We can try very hard to be a friend to someone. But, the moment when we realize “this is a friend” is always unexplainable. A friend is permanent. He is…Continue
Doing art, Painting, sketching, story, has owned my heart for as long as I can remember. I think all children have the seeds of art in their souls. Some are never encouraged to imagine deeply or to recognize the value of their own thoughts. My own art is a reflection of the relationships, and…Continue