Apr 10, 2017Where Amazing HappensThe dogwoods are blooming. I am returning home this morning from a poetry retreat. A son lives in a town between the retreat site and...
Apr 3, 2017The Power of TouchWhen doctors are juggling my friend’s meds to find the right balance and she is feeling at her worst, she says, “It is like I’m floating...
Mar 27, 2017Letting Fences FallI voted one way. He voted another. It skewed our relationship. I did not see his anger coming. When it’s a son, a mother can go blind,...