Month: December 2013

December 27. 2013 This dogwood doesn’t look like much upon first glance; fallen to one side, tipped on its elbow in that awkward way. Somebody else might think it best to cut it up and plant a tree that stands […]

Oh, My God!  Not only in church and nightly by their bedsides do young girls pray these days. Wherever they go, prayer is woven into their talk like a bright thread of awe. Even at the pedestrian mall outbursts of […]

December 21. 2013 A few thoughts on this solstice day ~ 1. Have you ever gotten toothpaste in your eye? It really stings.  2. At a holiday cookie exchange there was talk about older parents and people’s last words. One […]

Mom loved a good porch sitLondonbooksblueberriesgetting her hands in the gardenChristmasher familya good cup of coffeeteapotsher church communityCornwallscarvesmuseumsmittensneedlepointa comfortable pair of shoesher friends = just like a comfortable pair of shoes!Florencehoneydew melonthe color purplemusicreading her meditations to me over a cup of teaAfrican violetsNew York […]

December 16. 2013 If you come to a fork in the road,  take it.  – Yogi Berra …We are beautifully limited creatures, capable of great moments of full living, but we can’t have it all or experience it all. We […]

December 14. 2013 * The girls are working on the annual Gingerbread houses. It’s good to have traditions. I was reading this in one of my meditation books. Ritual, traditions help keep us grounded as humans. They are things we can lean […]

December 10. 2013 Leaving Jesse sleeping in a hospital bed, post-surgery, was really hard. That is an understatement if I ever wrote one. Walking into the dark cold parking lot after a day of waiting and wondering broke me. Claire held […]

December 9. 2013 Elizabeth said, “I think all the trees are ugly.” Nobody took the bait. We wandered around the used car lot of Christmas trees, looking for the right one to bring home.  The air was sharp and cold, […]

December 8. 2013 I have people in my life who still write cards and letters via snail mail. This is one of the most beautiful ways to connect with someone.  My husband and I fell in love through letters. Taking […]

December 7. 2013 On Wednesday I was a substitute teacher in a kindergarten class. After taking our too brief time outside for recess, running around in the fresh air and drawing with chalk, a boy named Vincent came up to […]