Is there a kind of too much that is enough? Is there a kind of angry that is calming? Is there an amount of hurt that soothes? How many tears will make a smile? How much more firewood till the fire burns me? Forgive the winds for blowing so cold,…

Another season is coming to an end, and with it another period begins. It’s always a bittersweet moment, arriving at that juncture of culminations and new beginnings. Memories of both the good and the bad flood in and seemingly overwhelm you. The kiss of a smile might grace your lips…