Hope

December dawns with ice thick on the trees and my breath freezing on the scarf around my neck as I walk the trail out behind the house. I don't know how many footsteps I've taken over the past 4 months, walking the field behind us, but I still can't get my fill of the horizon … Continue reading Hope

In the Quiet

I stand on the edge of the ocean without moving. The four are running around like crazy people; no path to follow, no agenda to keep. They just run for the joy of running. I stand with the salty spray on my face, while Tony entwines his fingers slowly through mine. There is a house … Continue reading In the Quiet