Tag: Love

In the past six months I have spent most of my time travelling.  This means that I am a long ...

The quiet whisper was tangible.  “Are you where you need to be?” I knew the answer others would offer on ...

I love art.  Well, not all art.  When the piece touches my heart, I inevitably find myself falling in love.  ...

Great Highs emerge from great lows. Remembering the lows puts the context of celebrations in perspective.