Dyana SmolenADK MemoriesIn the photo, a group of people, women and men — some youngish — stand in shallow water with the ocean splashing their shins. The…Aug 11, 2021Aug 11, 2021
Dyana SmolenThank You for Being a FriendShe knew she was dying, and she was scared.Aug 6, 2021Aug 6, 2021
Dyana SmolenOverheard WordsI was stacking my groceries on the worn, black conveyor belt, preparing them for scan and payment. During such acts, I usually avoid…Jul 28, 2021Jul 28, 2021
Dyana SmolenMeditation and MemoryWalking the leaf-covered path behind our turn-of-the-century house, I seek peace and solace. The hike is a meditation of sorts, the winding…Apr 24, 2021Apr 24, 2021
Dyana SmolenBecoming Her Own HeroMy baby entered the world with a shock of black hair and a gorgeous, full-throated cry.Feb 14, 2021Feb 14, 2021
Dyana SmolenShow Me Your Soul, Not Your ShoesIf we’re going to be friends, I have a request: Show me your soul, not your shoes.Jan 31, 2021Jan 31, 2021
Dyana SmolenStanding in My Power With Angel WingsI learned some powerful lessons as a child.Jan 30, 2021Jan 30, 2021