Overlooking All the J’s

Last week I heard from one of the editors who helped form me as a writer. It has been more than twenty years since I submitted my first article to him, and we stay in touch. The magazine he worked for no longer exists, but the lessons he taught me remain. One lesson...

No More Weary Afternoons

This is a picture of our daughter, Serenity, Day One, Week Three in the chemo pod. Doesn’t she look lovely? Her husband Michael bought this beautiful wrap for her on Valentine’s Day. See how the color lights up her pale face? And brings a sparkle to her eyes where the...

Oh, Happy Day

The first card Wendell ever gave me was a giant version with a dancing Snoopy from Peanuts on the front. Underneath it said, “Since I met you…” Inside, Snoopy bounced off the page with a little coiled spring, and the tag line read, “my feet...

A Room with a View

Thanks to a friend of a friend on Faceobook, I just realized my mom washed dishes in our school cafeteria for twenty-six years. By hand. I had no idea she was there so long. But, I do have some idea what kind of impact she made. For me, it was quite personal, of...