Browsing Category: Journal Pages

               I shared time with my grandparents today.  I do not think in years, but is years since they have passed.                 I went to mas with my father, the same parish where I was raised, but the church is new.                 Walking in, I touched my hand into the Holy Water font that welled […]

               My son threw a fit this morning.  He didn’t want to go to school and made it clearly known.  It is two days before Christmas break and all week, month (maybe the last two) they have had dress up and spirit days that, in effort to express false spirit and exuberance, burnt his own […]

               In last of night, Annie rose finding him in rest at table, open page, nothing written, a stillness to his being.  He heard her steps, felt her presence, acknowledged, but kept focused in the still.                “What are you waiting on?” Annie asked.                “The sun,” James spoke plain.                Beyond frame and pane […]