Free At Last

Free At Last

When my wife died I did not cry, I allowed droplets of sweat to soak my pyjama top. I didn’t cry because I was confused and in denial. She had made my life a living hell and seemed to be immortal. There was a time that Roselyn and I were inseparable, she was the...
My Letter To You

My Letter To You

My dear friend I applaud you for smiling, laughing and facing your fears. You are stronger than you think but you don’t have to walk each day with your head held high to please everyone. My friend, it is okay not to have anything figured out, it is okay to fail...