This is not my reality; Wandering along a dimly lit quaint street. Claudia was giggling, hand over her huge childlike smile as she repeatedly laughed to herself. It was magical, the time just before dawn, birds just started their song while most people were tucked up, warm and safe in…

I’m an amateur at best, a pretender at worst. But something always felt right when I was creating, be it writing, drawing, painting. I felt alive, light, free. Sounds lame but I felt happy. Life felt easier. The hard things didn’t feel so bad. …

Somehow I just knew. I knew today was the day we’d finally say goodbye. I’d called our bedroom home, for nigh on three months now. Each day feeling a little less energetic, sleeping a little more, holding a little less conversation. As always, my caring beautiful husband of fifty years…

Through a quivering soft despair filled whisper the woman Magda loved most in the whole world (her beautiful mother), managed to quietly say “We’re about to embark on a wonderful adventure my prince and princess.” As she kissed their foreheads. “Where there’s aqua blue crystal clear water as far as…

Eyes closed. Body Taught. Relax shoulders. Head poised. Ready. Grace breaths in, taking her time, slow, deep, pausing. Breathe out, quiet, soft, peaceful. Her perfect dancers body slowly, effortlessly rises as her toes flex, she hovers on pointe. Technique faultless. Soft moonlight aluminates her pure stunning ballerina silhouette. …