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Their Bad Mother
Ashes
By
Catherine Connors
This is the skyline as we approach our temporary home, the place that we are staying as we attend to the business of my father’s life and death. It’s the sky, behind a thick veil of smoke. Today, a few days later, the veil is even thicker, and the ash falls like snow outside our…
Quiet
By
Catherine Connors
I said the other day that life would go on, and it has gone on, in its way, although it’s really gone on in much the same way as it was going last week – dealing with death and its aftermath, although now we have the added complication of a forest fire raging at our…
Going On
By
Catherine Connors
My husband and children are finally with me now, after two long weeks apart. And tomorrow we say goodbye to my father, formally, for good. And then life will go on. I will continue to struggle through the work of dealing with his affairs – which is immense, but also good, in a way, it being the last…
Play Us A Song, You’re The Piano Man
By
Catherine Connors
My babies are so far away while I’m attending to the affairs surrounding my father’s death, but still, they serenade me from afar: The reminder that there is such immense joy in my life, that that joy sings, is such a gift today, this week, always.
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