Musings of life

The Journey has Come to an End Our beloved son, brother and best friend left us this night. A brave journey has come to an end. A journ...

Here we are again, another year slowly nearing its end. It’s a strange time for me these last few years. I’ve grown weaker and can’t even e...

When I was young I was sent to summer camp with other handicapped kids. I of course hated the entire idea even though I was only there twic...

I sometimes think about fate. Why do children die? Why do some live and others don’t? Why was I born with this condition? Is everything in ...

I’m always a bit sad this time of the year. It’s august and in Norway that means the summer is nearing its end. I’ve always been a child of...

It was a peaceful, warm evening in Azeroth, a few friends sitting around a campfire enjoying some drinks and good stories. I vaguely reme...

Most of us have fond memories of our childhoods, learning to ride a bike, jumping in muddy puddles without a care in the world. If a gro...