a january morning
January 11, 2012 I hate cold, rainy mornings like this one. Dark, grey sky even before daylight. And I know …
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Death Anniversaries
On January 4, I noted the first anniversary of my mother’s death. She died at age 90–no longer able to …
Journeys
Journeys come in phases, I’ve been told. It’s hard to know when one phase begins and one ends. Our thirteen …
Bells
My mother-in-law loved hearing bells on Christmas morning. She remembered her mother ringing bells to wake all the children on …
Painting My Way through Grief
I have always enjoyed art–taking a class here and there throughout my school years. It wasn’t until after the death …
Empty Stocking
Four stockings hang from my mantle—Green for the boys, red for the girls. Fitting for a family of six with …
New Friends
It seemed simple enough. A mother giving her daughter a hug. “I know it was a hard day yesterday.” This …
In The Bleak Mid-Winter
“In the Bleak Mid-Winter” is the name of a hymn, written by Christina Rossetti and often sung at Christmas. It …
Hospitality Personified
As some of the members of our writing group toured the SECU Family House on a recent Saturday, I thought …
Antique Wedding Dress
With a heavy heart after the death of my Mother, I climbed the rickety steps to the attic to begin …
‘Life changes in the instant’
Joan Didion’s The Year of Magical Thinking, a memoir about the year after her husband died, inspired the writers in …
Writing toward wholeness: Weather reports
Sunrises, sunsets, rainbows, thick clouds and fog–even frozen fog: Images of these remind me of how often our group of …
Farther Along 