Close-up of young green tulip shoots emerging from wood-chip mulch in warm, golden light.
Personal Reflections, Random Ramblings

New Beginnings Part 2

Among the first green shoots of spring, I see my writing journey, new, fragile, and thrilling all at once.

A weathered stone angel stands before a granite cross; one hand has been replaced by a smooth, plastic mannequin hand raised in greeting.
Personal Reflections, Random Ramblings

New Beginnings

Pausing in spring’s first light, I reflect on ten years of transformation, from daughter and sister to wife and mother, and find hope in a weathered angel’s mismatched welcoming hand.