Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Thursday, September 08, 2011
I got the sad news yesterday that my Grandpa Ken has passed away. I am sad for his loss, but glad that he is no longer in pain. Unity and I are going to Chicago this weekend for his service and to be with family, so the blog may be quiet for a few days. Please hold my family in the Light. Thank you.