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Voting at Lone Rock

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

If You Died First, What Would You Want Me to Do?

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....

Dementia and Alzheimer’s

I’m sharing a poem today. It was written by Bob Hicok. I came across it days before my support group met. (I facilitate a support group...

Falling

The tail end of fall is falling outside. Leaves pile up. A holy thing. My husband is disturbed by the leaves and wants time to mow them....

What We Do and Say Counts

I believe God brings the right people into our lives at the right time, so I have a story to tell: A dark blue one-ton Dodge dually with...

Whatever Happens

We are in the middle of the story. What is is, but we are not at the end of the story. No more than the hummingbird I’m watching. What...

Butterflies Flutter By

I have been intoxicated all summer by wonder-winged butterflies. They bring me so much happiness. What grabs me first is how gorgeous...

Singing with Reba

Yesterday was a day of possibilities. Pillowy clouds against a blue sky. Then a storm shoved its way through, snapping arms off maples,...

Rest

Embers in my throat. Coughing and miserable. I’ve overdone. Now, I’m undone. I want to blame my schedule, my own private gong show, but a...

Judy

Judith Stagg Fleming (April 21, 1939 - April 25, 2017) Judith Stagg Fleming, 78, of Jonesboro would like to announce her change of...