by lori | Mar 14, 2016 | Dragons, Essays, Magic, Play and Magic, Poetry
Like friendship, magic shows up when you invite her in. She sits to stay a spell when you take a deep breath and say “This is who I really am.” After that, to stay with magic becomes easier and harder. Easier, because now she’s an old friend. Harder, because old... by lori | Mar 24, 2015 | Alzheimer's, Essays, Grace
I spent last week with mom and dad for mom’s St. Patrick’s day birthday week. We had a fantastic time! We went dancing and their neighbors taught me the two-step and how to line dance. We went to Assisted Living The Musical, to a friend’s choral... by lori | Sep 27, 2014 | Here and now, Nature, Poetry
be extra kind to yourself, little human in this interim span while the world remakes herself for you you are little for a reason take solace in walking outside talking to neighbors touching the soil and water with your so-cool hands eating food you made yourself, and...