Life is certain to change-it is the one thing we can count on. But there seem to be values and ideals being lost right before our eyes. We keep riding this roller coaster of life without being able to pull the emergency cord-to slow it down-to retreat into the comfortable, kind, reverent world we grew up in.
Read MoreWhen my daughter was born, a dear friend gave me a framed poster of inspirational parental advice. It began with, “Say yes more often.” Twenty-six years later that line continues to echo in my heart.
Read MoreI look back at photos of my brothers, sisters and I in our Easter finery and wonder, ‘how did she do it?’
Read MoreDuring a brief archeological dig in my attic I uncovered a box of words tucked into the eaves. Cards and letters tied with ribbons - tattered corners, ruffled edges. How carefully safeguarded they were in the wooden box that has protected so many memories - fragments of days and years and even lifetimes that have passed.
Read MoreI was a teacher for more than thirty years-a most noble profession. Teaching involves creating an ever-expanding family of kids and parents and grandparents-people you will never forget, people that you come to love.
Read MoreI was part of a big family in a small house-tiny really-three small bedrooms and one bathroom for eight of us-six kids and my parents. I spent some time sleeping on a cot in the hallway and even more time in a highly unfinished, musty basement.
Read MoreI was trying to access the patient portal and receive my medical information. One of the security questions was- “what was your childhood nickname?”
Read MoreA pair of Carolina wrens are boarding in our garage. We open the automatic door each morning and they hop out, fly to the river birch and often sing a song or two-a song of thanks-a song to each other-a song to welcome a new day.
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