Sometimes I get overwhelmed

I knocked on my neighbor’s door and asked if she would witness my signature on a legal document associated with my mother’s estate. She agreed, and we got it done. “Thank you so much,” I said on my way out the door. I had less than an hour to scan the document, email...

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...