Monthly Archives: October 2018

Dear Keala ( & Hugh) Where do I begin? The expression “thank-you” does not feel big enough to express my gratitude. While I know you did not write the song “This Is Me”, it’s begun to change my life and … Continue reading →

Those eyes of yours told me stories, As your strong hands gently guided me- down to the river, Your fingers laced with mine, & Autumn breathed- a smooth crisp breeze- & almost a shiver to anyone listening, & stirring the … Continue reading →

One of the oddest dreams I’ve ever had. The air was cold outside the train window and my fingers felt frozen to them as I leaned closer to see the world spinning by me. I heard others around me telling … Continue reading →