Eight Years, Two Songs, One Memory
⏳ From the Journals: September 2, 2016 It was September 1, 2016. My children walked through my room’s door that evening…
⏳ From the Journals: September 2, 2016 It was September 1, 2016. My children walked through my room’s door that evening…
This was something I wrote in 2016, when surviving one day at a time was already a victory. Looking back now, I reali…
There are certain journal entries from the early years of my widowhood that I can read today with a gentle smile. Then …
🧶 Mom Len's Loops: Stories Behind The Stitches I woke up early on the morning of November 15, 2016—around…
Memory Lane (May 2016) I remember posting this on Facebook months ago. The status read:
⏳ Author’s Note (2026) I found this piece tucked away in my files, written in 2015—just a few months after my life co…
Author’s Note from 2026: Re-reading these words ten years later, I realize I was wearing a very brave mask when I…