It is amazing what a house will hold. It is not unusual for someone to live somewhere a few years, move, and wonder how in the world they could have accumulated so much stuff in such a short period of time. Imagine then, if you will, a family of five moving into a house, then …
This Old House-Part 1
I usually write with my computer on my lap, often huddled in a corner, late at night, trying not to bother anyone else whose brain does the normal thing at night—shut down. Mine comes alive, when the distractions of the day have subsided, when there isn’t anything to clean, something to cook, someone to feed, …
No Greater Love: Parables and a Pandemic
When I started this blog, I assumed that other than an occasional explanation of why I might look at things in a certain way, I would steer clear of politics and religion, not out of a fear of offending, but out of a desire to share ideas from a perspective with which all my readers …
Anniversary of a Reluctant Mother
Some women crave motherhood, others have it thrust upon them. My truth falls somewhere in between, a tentative journey into a profession for which I was at once over-educated and ill-prepared to face the challenges. My journey has been a blind leap of faith with my eyes wide open, pushing through partially opened windows while …
Birth of a Blog
They seem small, innocuous, inconsequential, those little conversations we have with our children. As parents, we instruct, admonish, encourage, console. As I look back over the years on conversations that I’ve had with my son, I find myself wondering what he will remember. There are so many conversations I remember having with my mother, conversations …
Now... From Both Sides 