A wordsmith - dreaming & wandering along the highways & byways off the thoroughfare called Memory Lane. Sometimes stopping to take in the natural beauty surrounding me - making "stuff", taking inspiration from others, visiting friends near & far and trying to come to terms with the greatest loss I have ever experienced.
- - at the door - a few words from a stranger - - my world splinters into millions of shards of glass -- all sticking in my heart - - my darling beautiful boy. I love you my beloved son - I always will. I pray you now Rest in Peace my darling.