the day after… plus a week

It was a very good thing to have a place to go that morning.  The presidential election had robbed me of sleep but I didn't want to keep looking at the blood bath on social media.  Besides, I wanted to see if the real world was still out there.  According to news reports, life was …

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how faith and politics can come together

Judas betrayed Jesus. Jesus was crucified. Judas hung himself. And the 12 apostles became 11. How confused and overwhelmed they must have been.  For three years Judas had eaten with them, slept with them, traveled with them, watched Jesus walk on water with them. How could he do this thing? As they waited and wondered …

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light on the horizon

I don't have words for this space lately.  At least not words fit to publish. Maybe it's media overload.  Maybe it's storms and loss and hurting people.  Maybe it's too much political trash talk. All I know is last Friday, Doug and I took the long way home after a few days away from normal. …

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Walter

When I make myself sit still long enough, I love to watch the wind in the tree tops.  It's peaceful and calming. There are people in life like that, like wind in tree tops. Walter was one. Thinking about him now, I'm a little embarrassed that I didn't know more facts of his life, like …

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the case for sensible shoes… and freedom

My mother is struggling to find comfortable shoes.  Therefore, I am struggling to help her find comfortable shoes.  Sore feet do not make for happy people.  And we need to find some happy around here! She finds shoes in catalogs.  I order them online.  We go shopping once a week and come home with more.  Sometimes …

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loving grown-up sons

Awhile back I wrote of the ease and sweet memories of loving little sons.  Loving grown-up sons is more complicated.  Maybe not so much the loving as the letting go. Their adult lives have been shaped by experiences I have not lived and do not understand.  They have wives and children, careers, friends and activities …

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making the climb, hanging on

With a baby there are sleepless nights, diapers to change and constant feedings.  The mess they make is contained to a relatively small space. With a helpless, aging adult there are sleepless nights, diapers to change and the challenge to find ways to feed them adequately when they've forgotten how to use knife and fork. …

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