There will never be adequate words for saying goodbye.

Elizabeth made the decision to opt in to life and a family future.

A lighthouse is a beacon of hope on life’s difficult journey.

Donating coats leads to a forgotten treasure.

Traveling to Great Elm, England, was like tracing the rings of time on a tree.

We are pilgrims on a journey, we are travelers on the road.

The anthurium is an icon of life’s instance on being present, even in the face of death.

What was common to all five places we lived was a maple tree in the yard.

We are in relationship with one another, in our fishbowl of life, together.

Vacations in coastal places conjure up memories of peace.

For 23 years I said to Elizabeth, “I don’t want a dog.”

Art was transformed into hope as Elizabeth celebrated her 50th birthday.

I have never been as surprised or as delighted as I was on April 27, 1990.

What does it mean to journey into the future?

How an attorney who thought art was “fluff” became a Denver Art Museum docent.

Elizabeth’s first gift to me in 1989 means even more when you know the back story.

Elizabeth took great delight in being a mother and treasured her son, Preston.

A winter flower sparks joy and symbolizes hope.

Elizabeth took great delight in being a mother and treasured her daughter, Annika.

The solstice sun at Stonehenge and a total eclipse of the sun are remembered together.