White Christmas

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening -By Robert Frost Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the …

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Days sober: 377 The fear has fallen away leaving space for MORE. Living with and loving an actively using addict was maddening, soul crushing, chaos. Prison walls closing in, life a small cell. There was only room for fear. I never want to go back. On October 8, 2017 my husband celebrated one year of …

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A Life in Images: Through Our Eyes

These are photographs taken by me and my husband. "Time as we know it was created by man." -Me "One luminary clock against the sky Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right." -Robert Frost "The first thing necessary for a constructive dealing with time is to learn to live in the reality of the present moment. …

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