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Bereaved Mothers’ Day
Today is Bereaved Mothers’ Day. It is a day set aside to commemorate mothers who have lost a child and is always the Sunday before Mother’s Day. I say commemorate, not celebrate, because there’s nothing celebratory about losing a child. So, why acknowledge it at all? Because, for a mother who has lost a child, […]
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What’s In Your Pocket?
My dad dressed pretty much the same his entire adult life. He wore a long-sleeve button-down shirt over a white tee shirt with the cuffs folded back twice. It was tucked into dad jeans or old man pleated pants with a leather belt. In the shirt pocket he had his checkbook, a small leatherbound notebook, […]
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My Nonstick Heart
When I was nine years old, at a routine checkup the pediatrician detected a heart murmur. After a few tests a specialist told my parents I had an atrial-septal defect, essentially a hole in my heart. A few months later I had surgery at LeBonheur hospital in Memphis and went home with a Teflon patch […]
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The Blessing of Knowing
Good Friday I’ve talked about the blessing of not knowing. That we think we want to know the future, but we really don’t. If we knew everything that was going to happen and when, we couldn’t live authentic lives. We wouldn’t be able to truly enjoy the good things knowing bad things were also coming. […]
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The Blessing of Not Knowing
—————– Journal Entry 2/9/2017 ——————– My baby’s getting married tomorrow. Well, no one else would call her a baby. They would call her a competent, confident 30-year-old woman. And I do, too. But to me there is so much more. I still feel the exquisite weight of a sleeping baby on my lap. And the […]
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The Future’s So Bright
Eight years or so ago we decided we wanted to buy a vacation place that would be our spot to relax from the pressures of work and the busyness of suburban life. It would be a fun place to get together with our daughters and grandchildren and also be somewhere that my husband and I […]
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Light on a Dark Path
The beginning of the year 2017 was a whirlwind of joyful busy-ness. We were in the final preparation for my younger daughter’s wedding. Hers had been a whirlwind romance. Rachel had met her husband-to-be almost exactly a year prior to the date of their upcoming wedding. They were engaged just three months after they met. […]