He was wonderful with wood. A carpenter by trade.
Tag: ancestry
Built by Her Granddaddy
I couldn’t stay away from her, no matter how her influence hurt. She was all I knew of acceptance and friendship.
Roots Never Leave a Person
She loved to work creatively, her hands always busy with some dream needing anchored in reality.
Small Grace
The coin says, you are paid in full and can leave here without fear and get where you are going. It is a small grace for helping loved ones cross over.
The Women in My Family
Soft and feminine, round and full of spirit— warmth and give.
She Wrote
Her words marking me as they’d sprung from her internal world— exquisitely simple reflections.
Emma
She wore red to church, thin cotton the light peeked through to her ivory slip, mystery’s kiss.
Jasmine on the Grave 