Of A Healer: Laments To A Father

“Mike, I miss my father,” Jon said, standing at the wide set of windows. He was tall and lean, a man that had been made rugged by the challenges of life. Jon was an impressive size, standing at a six foot, three inches. His stature commanded attention with a military history only served to enforce … More Of A Healer: Laments To A Father

By My Side

Love me sweet beneath this falling snow, As we sit upon this stone. Lean in close and twine our fingers, Whisper close so our touch does linger. Reach my heart with your eyes so deep, As your heart beats to love’s knowing leap. -M.E. InkOwl

2019 on The Ink Owl

Welcome to 2019 on the Ink Owl! We’ve dived into January already and I couldn’t be more excited for this new year. 2019 has already brought grad school, teaching, parenting, and working (3 jobs) into the mix that is life. So my theme for writing this year (when I can write) is Self-Compassion. I think … More 2019 on The Ink Owl