When I didn’t know how I could walk up the aisle following my dad’s casket, it was Dick who gently supported my elbow.
Written by Laurie Halladay on February 14, 2013
Written by Barry A. Popkin on July 26, 2012
In the silence of a dead calm, now there is no place in our time. The past rushes over me and I become blind.
Written by Barry A. Popkin on July 23, 2012
The incident had frightened her but now that has turned to out-of-control excitement, and she rushed to be consumed by my embrace.
Written by Barry A. Popkin on July 19, 2012
It was a beautiful, extremely hot summer night and Linda and I were riding my 765cc Shadow Phantom Magna motorcycle semi-naked down Robert Moses Causeway, way out on the tip of Long Island.
Written by Barry A. Popkin on July 16, 2012
Linda and I were inseparable. We were really in love. . .we just wanted to be with each other, never asking for anything at this moment, just wanting to be near each other.
Written by Bruce Hammitt on July 2, 2012
I also have sent letters to important people in my life letting them know how much I have appreciated having them as friends.
Written by Tawnya Bulger on October 13, 2011
I lost my best friend 18 years ago. She committed suicide and I’ve often wished that I had more time with her; she was 17. I was 16.
Written by on April 18, 2011
Gail lives on as I spread this vital message of love and life toward conscious evolution. Her death put everything into order and perspective for me.
Written by John Paul Carter on March 1, 2011
“Kin” is a small but powerful word that brings together two beautiful actions that are inseparable: love and understanding. When we feel understood, we feel loved. And when we feel loved, we trust that we will be understood.
Written by Braiden on February 22, 2011
I thank god for Miss Heeter to this day, for she awakened in me a curious palate, which eventually led to my choosing food and wine as my life’s career. Have you had a Miss Heeter in your life, a valued teacher who awakened a passion in your life?