Yes, I’m vulnerable.

Yes, I’m vulnerable.

 I feel a sensation running just below my skin, a twitch of an itch, and my stomach is a touch uneasy, like a butterfly with wings upside-down. Don’t call the paramedics.  These are just my flags—markers that I’m about to enter a vulnerable stage....
Measure of a Person

Measure of a Person

Funerals funnel the essence, the best, the most humorousPressed into a sound-bite of respect.The talk is for the living.A mark of their relationship to the oneWho slips away.No measure is grander than howthey used their heart. ~Abbe 

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