Bumps in the Journey

Stained-glass Phoenix rising from flames in wooden frame

I’ve hit a few bumps in the road — including a brief brush with death — but what my oncologist and I are calling a miracle has brought me to the other side with no evidence of disease at any level. Here’s what happened.

Diary of a Misfit – Daddy’s Death

When I ran across the photo of the rose, I knew immediately it summed up everything I needed for the piece named, Daddy’s Death. The bud, wilted and drooping, yet the stalk still straight and the leaves green. When we lose a loved one, it is how we feel; as if our essence has been sapped, we’re wilted, our life is crumpling around the edges, and yet, there is still life, and it flows around us. It was so perfect to me, I almost left the title and name off the cover—there was no need for anything else.