I am blessed to know a woman with the attitude of gratitude. Her name is Mary Kathryn Marcom. She lives north of San Francisco where...

Midmorning. We entered the parking lot at the church where we vote. We could not believe our eyes. So many cars. Wonderful turnout. We...

It happens every October, but has it ever been more breathtaking than this year? Showy leaves, an extravaganza. It makes me feel quick...

Sweater weather. Friday afternoon: I arrive at the Mennonite Fellowship Building located behind the church, beside the creek. Laughter. I...

I am in Little Rock, standing in front of capable poets. For half a minute, I wonder why I’m there. These people are smart and know the...

It’s time for lines, crowds, waves of pink to ripple across the river bridge into downtown Little Rock. I’ve walked behind others dressed...

I have been highly blessed to have known wise women during my lifetime. What a difference they have made. Sometimes they appeared one at...

In the warp and woof of daily living, no one is perfect. No one is doing it just right all the time. You know that, right? Life can be...

Jimmy, my husband, actually posed this question in the truck. I laughed and changed the topic. I could not deal with it at the time....

I’ve written two blogs this week. Actually, I’ve been trying to not write this one. But it kept tugging at me like a little kid, wanting...