Saying Goodbye
I stood in my closet, starting at the rows of shirts and pants and dresses, unable to move. How are you supposed to pick out an outfit for the day you know your friend is…
I stood in my closet, starting at the rows of shirts and pants and dresses, unable to move. How are you supposed to pick out an outfit for the day you know your friend is…
Transitions. Life is full of them, isn’t it? High school to college or work. Retirement. Single to married. New boss or position. Old town to a new town. Children being born…