Brooke Tichenor

In the quiet, my grief visits me. It bangs on the door of my heart, leaving bumps and bruises in its wake. It holds up a mirror to my...

You lose someone you love and yet life goes on. The earth still spins. The sun still shines. The clock still ticks. The birds still sing....

In the still of the night, In the calm of my mind, In the warmth of my heart, I’ll meet you in my dreams.   Where troubles and worries...