Tag: Magic

Love Never Fails

Each and every year we were married – no matter where he was in the world – Steve sent me roses on HIS birthday. The odd tradition began after our first year of marriage. He was away on a “work trip” and after a…

Live Your Dash

Each morning the dogs and I step lightly when we cross the memorial pathway leading to the beach.  Walkway or not, to me it is a sacred place and the three of us stretch left and right and forward like children playing an awkward,…

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