by Sheryl Lisa Finn | May 10, 2011 | 20s, Aging, Holidays and Seasons Collections, Holidays/Holy Days/Seasons, Parenthood transitions |
Every spring I live on the razor’s edge of pleasure and pain. The beauty slays me, literally takes my breath away, then leaves me with a hollow space in my soul as I touch its fleeting reality. These apple blossoms only bloom for a few weeks and then they fly...
