Why Bother?

Do you know how many novels are published in the United States each year? A lot. Maybe as many as one million, depending on which report you read. That statistic can make a struggling author decide to give up. Why bother? The same thing is probably true of golfers...

Don’t Hate Me, But I Miss My Day Job

I miss the people, of course. That is a given. The co-workers. The boss. (I’m still married to him, but he works for The Man now, and l can’t go with him.) I especially miss the ones we served in our little country medical clinic. Less obvious things are...

The Best Part of Christmas

This is the week that some of us are feeling a little stress about bringing the magic on Christmas morning. Maybe we didn’t buy socks and underwear, but we aren’t wrapping iPhones or hiding Christmas puppies, either. Sometimes, the gifts just don’t...

This is Dedicated to the Ones We Love – and Lost

Last year, I couldn’t even bear to put out a picture of my dad at Christmastime. And the first week of the month reminded me how much I missed my mother-in-law. The cold, grey days brought back memories of a cemetery sixteen years ago and of a grandbaby ushered...

What I Remember

I’m sure the water was cold, but I don’t remember that. I remember soft snowflakes on my face as my grandfather prayed. I remember the sound of “Amazing Grace” coming from the small congregation on the pond bank. I remember the heavy quilt they...

Why I Bought Candy for Halloween

For some of us, Halloween brings up wonderful memories filled with family, friends, community, candy, and fun. Others feel the night came straight from the devil and cannot be redeemed. I’m not trying to start a fight, nor join one. I am merely saying any night...