Kindness and Episodes of Sunshine
I still listen for weather reports. The first post I wrote for this blog was full of them. I noticed …
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A New Day
In the stillness of the early morning before the break of day I am thankful Today is a brand …
A Scarf Collection
I’ve never considered myself a “collector” as such. When I think of that term, I picture someone with boxes of …
A Memorial Service to Remember
A good friend of ours died a year ago. Suddenly and totally out of the blue. Pancreatic cancer. He was …
Yoga in the Family
Last fall, my younger daughter, who lives in the next town over, invited me to go with her to a …
God’s Acre
Have you ever heard of a “living” graveyard? I have. It’s my home graveyard, just up the street from Home …
Acrostic on “the unimaginable,” a refrain from the Hamilton song, “It’s Quiet Uptown”
Preparing for a meeting later today with one of my bereaved mother groups, I found a piece of writing from our session …
Death is Nothing at All
Last night a dear friend, whose son died almost three years ago, gave me a sheet of paper upon which …
Why We Write
We reblog a post from Marianna Crane’s blog Nursing Stories. Marianna asks the question of readers, Why do you write? …
North Carolina Outer Banks
North Carolina Outer Banks On a cold and crisp January day we drove to the Outer Banks to meet up …
Hope and wild things
Betsy posted a reflection on Wendell Berry’s “The Peace of Wild Things” on this blog about a month ago just …
This New Year!
I am grateful to be starting this new year with virtually a clean slate. That is especially nice because 2016 …
The Peace of Wild Things
There’s no doubt we are going through some pretty wild times right now, both here at home in the United …
Some Days-an Acrostic Poem
On a recent writing retreat to Roaring Gap, NC, the prompt “some days” was given to the group. I decided …
