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...

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 to...

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 my...