I lay in the sun, and saw a spider. It was a tiny smudge against the blue. Long, desperate webs trailed from its body like a single stitch that bore witness to the little life hurtling through the sky. Rather than fix him in a physical place, this web stitched the spider into my mind. I often come back to him.
"I don’t ask why me anymore. I believe everyone, everything I have been through, every person I have met, is in my life for a purpose. A reason, a season, and/or a lesson." Beautifully honest words from Lisa Mae. She writes an inspiring grief blog called The Road Back To Life; it is absolutely worth the … Continue reading As Told By Lisa Mae