I have only lost “normal” to the extent that I thought that I “had” normal in the first place. I do not want my past life back. I do not want it, because it is not mine to have. I want the life I have now, this present moment.
I used to be a lawyer. Truth. I’m not anymore, but I figure having once done the whole law school
About life, death and healing.
The farm, our farm, IS a lot of work; it is also a great source of joy and personal satisfaction. It’s not just the big picture of it, but the little scenes that make my heart sing. A hundred times a day these things catch me – – first my eye, then my heart. I am swept up in the beauty of it, the intimate moments that arise because we are woven together, both two-legged and four-legged, in a web of caretaking and daily living. Someone is always eager to share those moments with me.
I joined a writers group. I am not entirely certain about this. It is a difficult thing figuring out the
I am so grateful for the barn. I cannot think of a better way to start this story of our
I don’t know you and, your god willing, you will never know me. Twelve years ago you brought a pup