Tag: Victor Hugo

• A Life Lived in Flowers

  “A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in–what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him, the stars.” –Victor Hugo, Les Misérables “Mommy, why do flowers have to die?” I was a bit taken aback by such a big question coming from such a little person. But then…

  Bria Rose

  April 11, 2019

  Family, History, Life, Love, Photography, spiritual, Thoughts

  beloved, child, Family, hike, Introspection, kid, Liam, Life, light, Love, meditation, mortality, North carolina, personal, Reflections, single mom, spiritual, Thoughts, Time, Victor Hugo

• Mourning in the Digital Age (pt. 2/3)

  There are fathers who do not love their children; there is no grandfather who does not adore his grandchild. –Victor Hugo After grieving for Sammy throughout most of my childhood, death, at some point, became merely a distant threat again. I thought of him most days, admittedly do even now, but tears had subsided into…

  Bria Rose

  March 12, 2019

  Death, Family, Life, Love, spiritual, Thoughts

  Death, Family, grief, grieving, Introspection, Life, Love, mourning, personal, Victor Hugo