Still Life.

                    Many of you have asked how my mother is fairing? Let me tell you a story… Years ago when I had cancer I took my chemotherapy treatments on the weekends. After the treatment…

My father prayed his rosary. As the beads went around his hand I drifted back to a time when I was five years old- I am in bed with my Ava (grandmother in Portuguese,) she is saying the rosary the…

Praying without words, praying in the middle of the night, praying after witnessing death upon death, praying while holding your hand and hearing you cry out, "Help me."  Praying through fear- Praying for an easy off button- Praying as I…

He held my gaze as his eyes became hands taking me into another world. From a bottomless well his love poured softly soaking me. Barely could I hold on! Have you ever looked into someone’s eyes and seen the universe?…