I love the conversations I get to have with people in my therapy room. It makes me sad that more of those kinds of conversations are not...

A poem about longing to keep things we cannot seem to hold onto. Longing to Gather I long to gather up all the things I love so dearly I...

And some of my reflections about life, happiness, and joy. Selfie on Cinnamon bay, St. John, because no one takes pictures of the mom....