Hope, writing memoir, and the second week of Advent
I sat across the table from my editor at Panera in Barracks Road Shopping Center. We’d met for lunch and to debrief her review of my faith memoir. I came prepared with points for discussion about the twelve of forty chapters she’d noted, those not fully connected...
O Come, O Come, Emmanuel
I couldn’t get the song out of my head. It haunted me as I walked the mountain road this past week—huffing the final incline up our driveway—and while driving to and from a joyful Thanksgiving with family. O come, O come, Emmanuel, And ransom captive Israel, That...
The Turkey and the Scale
I stepped on the bathroom scale this morning and looked at the number. Ugh. With Thanksgiving three days away and Christmas and New Years ahead, I was already losing the battle between the turkey and the scale. Like many women, I put on weight in my fifties. The...
It’s the little things
We were settling into an evening of movie-watching when Keith said to me, “By the way, we’re out of peanuts, pistachios, chips and dip. We don’t eat them very often, but all we have for snacks is popcorn.” “Urgh, why didn’t you tell me sooner?” I scolded. “I went...
On Veterans Day
This post on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0y_JunZ-ZwQ&feature=youtu.be I parked at a rest stop about two hours from home and an hour away from the care facility where my 96-year-old mother lives. Before heading back to the highway, I checked...
But I don’t want that, I want this
It was late afternoon on Halloween, and I decided to give my young children baths before taking them trick-or-treating. That way, we’d get home, settle into story time, and go to bed reasonably close to our usual for a school night. Four-year-old Jessica offered to...