Boundaries Part II
“How was your day, Sweetheart,” my husband Keith asked. It was mid-afternoon last week, and he’d wandered into the kitchen along with dogs. A hambone simmered in a large pot on the stove. I was cutting onions, celery and carrots for lentil soup. “Good, thank you, a...
Boundaries Part I
“Thank you for taking time to visit with me again,” I said to Pastor Tim Bohlmann at Bethany Lutheran Church in Waynesboro, Virginia. We sat across from one another at a small table in his office. Light reflecting off the snow outside the windows cast the room in...
Storm Shopping
I pulled the truck into the grocery store lot and looked for a parking space. Vehicles jockeyed with one another and whizzed around shoppers pushing carts. The winter sun belied an impeding storm, which promised two days of cold, blowing snow. Inside the store,...
Sugar, Sugar
Sugar, sugar, honey, honey You are my candy girl And you got me wanting you Back in the 60s The Archies weren’t really singing about sweets, but I was over the holidays. I warbled to cookies and ice cream and pie – oh my! And wolfed them down. Oh honey, did...