It is well with my soul

My mother died early yesterday morning. She was 96. For several years, she had lived in a care facility near my older sister.   Mother was a teacher. Though she suffered from dementia, Mother greeted everyone and always said thank you whenever someone did...

From Santa-god to God

“Is there a Santa?” my 6-year-old son asked. It was 1989. “Yes,” I said cautiously. “There is a Santa, and he’s Mommy and Daddy.” Concerned that my son might feel let down, I added, “There’s magic in the world, too. It’s called science.” A few years later, after my...

The Curious Why? Why?

When I was six-years-old, my parents gave me a copy of The Curious Little Owl by Frances Ruth Keller. The story went like this. Once upon a time there was a family of owls: Father Owl, Mother Owl, and Little Owl. Though Mother and Father modeled the correct “Who?...

Optimism, my 2020 Resolution

“Happy New Year!” I said to a member of our writing community. “How are things? How are you doing?” I asked, knowing she is primary caretaker for several of her family members. “Okay,” she said, “though nothing has really changed. I drive them to doctors’ appointments...

Happy New Year

Open Christmas gifts with Uncles galore Cook turkey on the fire with Grandpa Play, play, play in the mud kitchen and more Ride the train again, far from Grandma   And now it is quiet, except for washer and dryer, turkey burbling in the pot, and doggie...