Mole Hills

My journey to understand and know God, and to know why I believe what I believe, began with my parents deaths. In fact, their deaths surround my birth. Literally. I have always liked to write, was a member of a creative writing team at the Governor’s Cup in High School, but have never studied beyond the requisites of basic schooling. Poetry was never on my radar. Or photography for that matter. Perhaps it was on God’s. Along the path of my spiritual journey were many sunsets alone with God ...