The Bear Who Brought Me Peace

This is a story that should have been written almost three and a half years ago.  I guess the old saying of; time really flies is true.  The three bears in the picture at the top of this page live in my bedroom. They reside on an antique rocking chair in the corner, right inContinue reading “The Bear Who Brought Me Peace”

Mountains to Climb

Beautiful mountains laced with trees, hide the tears that no one sees. Mountains tall, mountains small, mountains hiding the pain of all. Everyone climbs a mountain each day, feeling stress, fears, loss,and led astray. Don’t forget the dreams that meander like a stream tickling our soul, waiting patiently to play the role. Take one stepContinue reading “Mountains to Climb”