by lori | Jul 8, 2014 | Acceptance, Caregiving, Feelings, Poetry, Stillness, Wayfinding
One day I will hear the voice of unease before her tears fall. I will take her small hand, slow down, allowing the ample time she demands to reacquaint us with this lucky life. And when I do, we will see a neighbor teaching her dog how to dance. We will notice nervous...