by Kathy Nickerson | May 31, 2012 | family
Maybe the Beatles couldn’t imagine living into their nineties back in the era where we didn’t trust anyone over thirty. So they wrote a song about growing old together at sixty-four. Knitting sweaters, puttering in the garden, bouncing grandchildren on their knees....
by Kathy Nickerson | May 27, 2012 | mercy
When my father and his friends marched off to war, few of them had been farther from home than the state fair. I think we forget that sometimes. In our global society, we connect with friends across the sea as easily as we chat with neighbors across the back yard...
by Kathy Nickerson | May 23, 2012 | The Bible, Uncategorized
Sometimes (Okay, lots of times) I worry that I haven’t done enough as a writer. That by this season of life I should have written several novels of enduring value. Or at least a few dozen more magazine articles. I wonder if my piddly contribution to the vast...
by Kathy Nickerson | May 20, 2012 | family
I love our empty nest. Seriously love it. I thrive on the consistency of morning rituals and the respite of quiet evenings. I often smile when I walk through our tidy living room, and I thank God out loud for clean kitchen counters. We married young and had babies...
by Kathy Nickerson | May 17, 2012 | mercy
I can tell you that my dad didn’t hear one word of the conversation in this picture. Great-grandson Jake was intent on telling him something about this year’s Easter Egg Hunt. My dad listened with full attention. Then he probably smiled, and nodded, and...
