I was a searcher before I began my search. I would look everywhere, but where I was going, to find… For what, for who, for why.   My...

In every sterling pale sunrise, I see the glint of your azure, emerald eyes. It is that sight that offers the hope of each new day.   In...

Pregúntale a tu madre, Sophie……. My daughter feigned annoyance when I said that. Her mother too! It was a game of course. A game in which...

You let yourself in….the door was unlocked!   What an apt metaphor for our beginning. You found your way through the doors of my life one...