Anna Kyle

8 birthdays missing you Without you I live doing what I love to do Write, dance, play, ride, love PS I think you’d have loved this one, played loud, really loud. I remember when you loved that song by Staind “It’s Been Awhile” so much that you named a horse Benawhile. Benny’s still around, last…

So much left unsaid and love bittersweet lingers I ache with missing you

This past weekend I saw a homeless man collapse, his head inches away from cars whizzing by on a busy four lane road. My 15-year-old car was being fixed and I’d been stuck in the waiting room for hours, irritated and worried about another $900 repair bill. I’d been watching the man through the window…