Month: November 2014

Dying to Live

I wound slowly through the cold, quiet countryside this morning as most of the world was still waking up. ┬áThe sugar maples lit the path like street lamps with their neon-yellow canopies and carpeted the earth with layers and layers of gorgeous yellow leaves. Somewhere in the second mile the tears came, and my emotions spilled out all over the country road leaving a … Read More Dying to Live