Love Adds the Chocolate
by Linda Andersen from my book of the same title: “LOVE ADDS THE CHOCOLATE” A house is a house is a house….until love comes through the door, that is. And love intuitively goes around sprinkling that special brand of angel…
by Linda Andersen from my book of the same title: “LOVE ADDS THE CHOCOLATE” A house is a house is a house….until love comes through the door, that is. And love intuitively goes around sprinkling that special brand of angel…
The Dance She is my sister and she is luminous. I have eyes-wide-open watched as the grave opened. I was witness as the rock was slowly pried open and the white putrid cloth, suffocating life, was unwrapped one slow turn…
You’ve decided to greet the dawn. It’s very early, and no one is around. Just you and God. And He is such very good company… You rose early on purpose, knowing that by starting slowly and quietly you could move…
“My nest was empty…my life being resorted. Old habits were no longer useful….a new parenthesis had begun. The depiction of this evening in my life was symbolic of new things to come…new goodnesses to be explored and enjoyed. God spoke…