For Mother’s Day :: The Gift of Honest Words

For Mother’s Day :: The Gift of Honest Words

I watched my Mom do this thing with grace — and sometimes with frustration. This “sandwich generation” season I find myself in has me thinking about my Mom a lot. It’s been nearly three years since she passed, rather suddenly and too soon, and...
Of Binding, Bread-Breaking and Going Home

Of Binding, Bread-Breaking and Going Home

Details from a watercolor I created some 30 years ago in an art class I took with my Dad, the real artist who inspires me every day.   He showed us how to do it. It was the first communion, the last supper, and Jesus demonstrated the act that binds, that heals,...
Of Books, Poetry and Getting Unstuck

Of Books, Poetry and Getting Unstuck

Woodstock and I spent some time this week sorting through books. It’s an addiction, my need to possess books. I know that and I fight it (sometimes) but when there are so many tasty words and they’re rich and satisfying, why should I? I’m writing one...
It’s My Turn

It’s My Turn

I’m linking up with other bloggers across the globe today to write for five minutes on one word: Turn. ~~~~~~~~~~ There are many echos from our season of raising four boys. “When is it my turn?” “You’ll have to wait your turn.”...
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