One step
One step, I reminded my visitors, one step down, one step up. The floor is not level all the way …
One step, I reminded my visitors, one step down, one step up. The floor is not level all the way …
1 day-long writing workshop that brought us together. 13 bereaved mothers seeking a way to write ourselves to wholeness. 14 …
Last week, several of us from the Farther Along writing group met at Reynolda House Museum of American Art in …
Most summers, we take a family vacation to a sleepy little coastal area of southern Rhode Island, a place where …
I needed to stop by the grocery this morning. My troops were complaining about empty shelves in the frig. The …
I still listen for weather reports. The first post I wrote for this blog was full of them. I noticed …
In the stillness of the early morning before the break of day I am thankful Today is a brand …
I’ve never considered myself a “collector” as such. When I think of that term, I picture someone with boxes of …
A good friend of ours died a year ago. Suddenly and totally out of the blue. Pancreatic cancer. He was …
Last fall, my younger daughter, who lives in the next town over, invited me to go with her to a …
Have you ever heard of a “living” graveyard? I have. It’s my home graveyard, just up the street from Home …
Preparing for a meeting later today with one of my bereaved mother groups, I found a piece of writing from our session …
Last night a dear friend, whose son died almost three years ago, gave me a sheet of paper upon which …
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 On a cold and crisp January day we drove to the Outer Banks to meet up …
Betsy posted a reflection on Wendell Berry’s “The Peace of Wild Things” on this blog about a month ago just …
I am grateful to be starting this new year with virtually a clean slate. That is especially nice because 2016 …
There’s no doubt we are going through some pretty wild times right now, both here at home in the United …
On a recent writing retreat to Roaring Gap, NC, the prompt “some days” was given to the group. I decided …
I look for light–especially in this season. And though the darkness can seem oppressive, I am grateful—even joyful—for the cracks in …