When parents await their first child, they are bombarded by advice, counsel and stories about "firsts". First cry. First smile. First rolling over. First tooth. First crawl. First steps. First word. First full night of sleep. These are described as rights of passage, and worn with badges of honor. For Ted and me, our first... Continue Reading →
We planned Dorothie's memorial service for later in the summer. It gave us time to contact family, and for our friend, and former priest, to officiate. It really is a surreal experience to be sitting down with family, planning a memorial service for your child. I had helped plan services for other family, from grandparents to... Continue Reading →
Music ignites my soul when I'm sad, happy or indifferent. And it isn't only the melody.