Love has wings & feathers

In my heart, love takes the shape of wings, a beak and beautiful feathers.

Love has feathers

Every day is full of feather-filled love: there’s nothing more I could ever want for in this life.  My precious girls, Keito and Abby.

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There’s no one way to Grieve

A superb commentary on how each of us, in our own way, at our own pace, deals with and copes with grief, and accepts, or doesn’t accept the loss of a loved one.  After losing my father last year, I too continue to ‘sort out’ and ‘dig deep’ to find a place where his absence in my life does not feel still so raw.

For the first three years after my beloved brother’s death, I could not bear to say his name out loud or look at a picture of him. So it was with both compassion and dread that I read Sheryl Sandberg’s new book Option B: Facing Adversity, Building Resilience, And Finding Joy, which describes her life…

via My experience of grief looks nothing like Sheryl Sandberg’s — Quartz