Christmas Gifts, Then and Now
Wednesday, November 10, 1993 Dear Mother and Daddy, It is another cool, grey day with a promise of sun – typical late fall in Dallas. Thank you so much for the 12 days of Christmas glasses. They are so pretty and will help us remember the lyrics. After 8 Maids ‘a...
I’ve been a good dog
Dear Santa, I was a good dog this year. Every morning, I made sure that Keith and Carole got up early, and I took Carole for her walk. Then I helped with leftovers from breakfast and lunch. All day, I guarded the house, growled and barked at intruders: delivery...
Christmas Cookies
At Christmastime, many of us decorate our homes and offices, send greetings, visit family and give gifts more than usual. My children and I always baked cookies to thank teachers, neighbors, friends and colleagues. After my children left the nest, holiday cookie...
Writing in a Fog
One morning last week, we woke in a fog, the grey, socked-in, can’t-see-much-beyond-your-nose kind. Fog is underrated, I thought. Cocooned like this, it’s just the work and me. No gazing dreamily at the Three Peaks’ beautiful painterly colors and the Rockfish...
Thanksgiving and Humility
Thanksgiving celebrates harvest time during the fall in nature’s calendar, but for me the holiday changed according to the seasons of life. In the “springtime” of youth, I set the table, helped in the kitchen and babysat younger cousins during dinner. When the...