I’m driving along a narrow, circuitous, leaf-covered, mountainous road that leads to and from what must surely be one of… Read more 365 Grateful: Connection. Community. Service.
A few weeks ago I came upon a scene that left me baffled, yet mighty curious. There went a young… Read more 365 Grateful: Shuffle. Scoop. Breathe.
They say a picture’s worth a thousand words. I believe that’s true. Why, just yesterday, I came home from work, stopped… Read more This is why I give …
A couple of weeks ago, after a long, tumultuous, overnight rain, I struck out early for work, driving down the… Read more 365 Grateful: Ruts
I stand in liminal space – in the space between what was and what will become. I’m oddly at ease… Read more Standing in Liminal Space
There is a rainbow at my feet, seemingly embedded in the gray of the carpet fibers. Vivid strips of purple… Read more 365 Grateful: Rainbows & Closure
At 6 a.m. on January 3, 2018, the day Charlie died, my great-nephew Huxley was born. Charlie was unresponsive that… Read more 365 Grateful: One Child Born …
I broke my hairbrush today. Not a big deal, you’d think. Granted, my hair was wet and the dryer was… Read more 365 Grateful: Lessons From a Hairbrush
To the woman working the window at McDonald’s where I made it through the Drive Through (shouldn’t it be McDrive?)… Read more Season’s Greetings, whatever season you embrace