by Ingrid Lochamire | Jul 11, 2016 | Family, Writing
Where we are — the place where we are breathing, working, loving and living — that place, that community, forms us, even in the midst of trial and change. One of my adult sons was making a new life far from home a few years back, wrestling with change and...
by Ingrid Lochamire | Jun 24, 2016 | Faith
“Tilting at windmills.” This phrase came to mind as my husband I walked among the windmills at a local outdoor museum on Father’s Day. I had no idea where I’d heard it before, so of course, later in the day, I googled it. The...
by Ingrid Lochamire | Jun 8, 2016 | Family, Writing
When a girl grows up casting her Daddy as the hero in every story, it’s natural that one day she will tell his story. My father’s story is far from a fairy tale. The years immediately after my mother left our family must have been rough for my father as he took on the...
by Ingrid Lochamire | Jun 6, 2016 | Faith
The dry spell was broken over the weekend and finally my outdoor plants received a showering that did not come from my watering can. Everything is lush and green this morning, and for that I am grateful. I have more than one watering can, but only the galvanized metal...
by Ingrid Lochamire | May 28, 2016 | Family
(The photo above was taken at the tomb of the Unknown Soldier, Rose Hill Cemetery, Albion, Indiana.) In the small town where I grew up, summer always began with Memorial Day. I remember waiting with prideful anticipation to catch site of the American Legion Color...
