Gold Star Day

Well last Saturday was certainly a gold-star day. Remember the feeling of getting that star on your grade school paper, or the taste of the glue when you were allowed to put one wherever you wanted it? Perfection. My grandson, Carter, was born last Saturday morning. A snowy, blowy, cold winter morning made brighter by…

Warm Glow

Black and white negatives. I don’t even remember when or where I found them, or how they got on my desk.  Occasionally I held the strips up to the light, thinking “it’s been at least a decade since I’ve used film” or “I can barely make out any faces.” I did however recognize my brother…

With Grace There Is Hope

Serendipity. What a great word. It is fun to say, it is fun to hear and it is so descriptive when used appropriately. I find it serendipitous that I can use serendipity here since I was also able to use it in my essay about my first mission trip with an Early Response Team to…

Rememberance

At this time of year (around Easter) I spend time reminiscing about the souls that have touched my life. This essay is a tribute to unconditional love and awe inspiring moments. It was a beautiful January morning.  The kind we seem to get every January nowadays. The snow had melted; the sky was a cerulean blue. …

Melt Down

Climate change has ushered in an unpleasant phenomenon that I have dubbed the “January Thaw.”  As I cruise through life with an appreciation of the seasons that can best be described as awe & protest, I desire consistency.  In spring and autumn I wish to bask in the season’s beauty and moderate temperatures. In summer…

Let’s Make a Deal

Many people proclaim that they have “made a deal with the devil”.  I on the other hand, made a deal with God. I grew up without religion. In response to a request to go to a fundamentalist Baptist church with a schoolmate, my father, an avid atheist, once proclaimed to me “I don’t care if…

Fast Friends

“May I share your table with you” I asked the woman sitting by herself at a four top in the crowded coffee shop early this morning. She was wearing very plain clothing, a neutral toned cardigan and a small white cap around her bunned hair.  I presumed she was a Colonial employee having a cup…

Road Trip

      I love a good road trip.  Airplanes sure get you there faster, but travelling by car offers so many more fabulous opportunities to grow, to love, to heal and to sing. Whether I travel alone or with companions, I treasure each adventure and all the experiences that each trip brings. To be in…

Does the Feeling Last?

Dear Emma, Last time I was in Dayton we did a bit of talking about your becoming a parent.  One of the most thought provoking questions you asked was in response to my statement of how much joy a baby brings on the day of its birth.  Your question was:  ” Does that feeling last?” …

Where The Wild Things Are

The night Max wore his wolf suit . . . and made mischief of one kind . . . and another… Was the night I started to worry. That very night in Max’s room a forest grew . . . and grew . . . And I looked for Max – in the forest –…