Jun 25, 2018And So, I Don’t Have to Hurry...I look across the hayfield and see nothing but Queen Anne’s Lace, a field of wildflowers. Something is wrong here. Instead of hay, we...
Jun 18, 2018The House Is QuietI am sick. It changes the routine of everyone. Grandboys upstairs with games, husband rests on the sofa, grandgirl naps in a bedroom, me...
Jun 11, 2018While I Was Waiting...Sister, you have been sick for weeks. Sicker than I’ve ever known you to be. I keep looking back over my shoulder, remembering our youth...
Jun 4, 2018The Death of a ParentI remember when working toward becoming a mental health counselor, I heard a professor say, “You can only go as deep with a client as you...