Cindy was soft. She was soft in every way. Her skin was like a baby’s skin. She had the softest hands. She also had the softest heart. Cindy Love was real softness; pure, peaceful and completely undisturbed from stress and … Continue reading →
I didn’t live near Cindy Love for most of my adult life. I left Pennsylvania after college and came back to visit. For Cindy Love I was always away. When we talked on the phone she would always say to … Continue reading →
This is my daughter sitting beside a lake in Canada a few years ago. The photograph is beautiful. She, is beautiful. She is poised and still and present to the beauty around her and her being emanates peace and calm … Continue reading →
