To The Distant Shore of Lake Grief
#8… After observing a fisherman launch a second stick of dynamite into the lake, the game warden started his engine and shot across the water to make the arrest. “He yelled on his bullhorn, “Stay where you are. I am a conservation officer, and you are under arrest.”
Recently a friend invited me over to share a glass of wine and catch up on life. We had returned to her home after enjoying lunch at a local cafe feasting on southern style meat and 3 and our sweet tea all while sitting outside breathing in the sweet Tennessee air. I am not sure we stopped talking from the moment we saw one another. It was one of the most
#4… This is my fourth article on life, death, grief, and signs. To make sense of the journey I propose for you, I recommend that you, please, step through my articles in order. They may be found at https://thegrieftoolbox.com/users/jamiepaulwesseler I make this recommendation because
When We Meet Again and Again
#2… This is my second article on life, death, grief, and signs in a series whose quantity of writings is not quite clear at the moment. I use the numbering sequence so I may keep track of the progression on the items I wish to share on these topics.