Grief doesn’t respect the holidays. Calendars can hold the best & worst of days.
For the many hurting this season. . . be it a due date, death of a friend, loss of dreams, or tragedies you never imagined you’d know, you are not forgotten, you are seen.❤
I am a Storytelling Poet bringing you beautiful tales of life as a woman, gardener & mother. I share personal prose often examining time and the poignant moments found in the day-to-day. Sour wild grapes, sentimentality, homemade Iced Earl Grey Lattes (the kind with brown sugar), sand, Thanksgiving, strong coffee, chickens, going barefoot, and fresh-born baby goats are a few of my favorite things in this life! So welcome to the blog and all the stories that bring us closer together if only we tell them.
-S.V.F.
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