Hair

“Life is an endless struggle full of frustrations and challenges, but eventually you find a hair stylist you like,” read the sign above the mirror of my longtime hairdresser in Dallas. I’m having a struggle. Oh, it’s the typical thing one goes through after a move:...

A Visit to Grandma

“Freya, come. Heathcliff, come. Let’s go for a ride in the car. We’re going to visit Grandma.” Last week, after the storm front passed bringing cooler temperatures and lower humidity, Keith and I loaded up the Subaru and headed south to visit my mother. We started...

Talent

In a recent blog post, Patrick Ross pondered about talent – inborn perhaps – and skill, working on one’s craft. Why do we marvel at a person’s talent and not their developed skill? Ross wondered as he watched his daughter receive an arts award for the...

God’s Timeline

“Hi, I’m Carole Duff.” I checked in with the two women at the desk outside the Sister Helen Marie Duffy Center where I had taught in-coming Freshman Laptop Camps and faculty workshops. “Oh, yes, we heard that you were coming,” they said. “How long has it been since...

Day of Rest

My grandparents, both maternal and paternal, lived in Hodgdon, Aroostook County in Northern Maine where folks farmed 6-days a week and attended the East Hodgdon Bible Church. On Sundays, it was essential chores only, and the women cooked in advance – we ate leftovers...

Growth and Judgment

We stood in the entrance hall at Monticello, my friend and I, listening to the house guide. It had been a few years since my last visit, but the artifacts and information looked and sounded familiar. After the house, we toured the gardens. Unlike my previous visits to...