The love of my life shattered my heart. He moved on quickly while I struggled to find my balance. Now years later friends complain that I am still stuck. Well, they could not be more wrong. Just wait until I tell them that I got married yesterday.


Upon a hill, above the fray, What did you do to be treated this way?   Among the quiet, within the trees, A flapping of wings, a buzzing of bees.   Folk long forgotten, names etched in stone; Descendants scattered, this place not their home.   Yet here they lie, forever in sun. No visits … Continue reading Woodberry