Dancing in the Moonlight Death can be death. Nothing else, nothing more. We lose those we love and gain new love. Songs echo in the night, and silence rules all.…
Sail Away into That Great Unknown The only path forward is to go onward without understanding. We humans are limited by our finite understanding of not only ourselves, but the…
Tears Might Be Forgotten When Adrift With my vision blurred, I look with strained eyes to the ceiling that lies imposingly above me. The world itself is seemingly magnified by…
The Sea of Our Own Sorrow I write to not lose my life. My memory is a dogged thing, shifting between pure clarity to inept delirium. I maintained delusions of…
Introduction N is an altogether remarkable women, who at the age of 78 has lived a life full of both great highs and lows. Her life is reflective of a…