Writings from the Heart

Somewhere at the Ranch

When I was a young girl, you could find me running around with my cousins in the front yard of the two bedroom, one bathroom, and one outhouse family ranch house. I'd be somewhere on the bottom of the hill, swimming somewhere in the cold river. I'd be somewhere on one of the hundreds of… Continue reading Somewhere at the Ranch

Writings from the Heart

Hey, Grandpa

Hey, Grandpa. It's me, Sarah. I never met you, but I feel like I've known you my whole life. You would have been 91 last week. You share a birthday with your great-granddaughter, and we always remember you. I think of you all the time, actually. Especially because I'm always at the ranch. I walk… Continue reading Hey, Grandpa