THANKFUL FOR ARMPITS

Walking down the steps into the garage these past two years were as common as any other routine activity I engaged in.  Except this time my brain confused three steps for two followed by my right foot landing askew.  When …

MEMORIES AND THE BLESSING

Each day holds the promise of possibilities and choices that set the stage to live, really live in that moment.  When we waste the gift of a new day squandering it on living for self, being negative or unkind to …

SOMEHOW

Today I took Levi to the bank to deposit a check in his savings account.  Routine errand.  No big deal.  As we traveled in my car discussing the days events, not much thought went into the journey.  This was a …

THE FOG

Riding in the car with my nineteen year old son, Levi, I was not amused as he prompted me to look deeper into myself.  He reminded me not so gently that I have not been writing and to look into …

KEEPING AND TOSSING

I moved out of my parent’s house thirty-five years ago into my first apartment, full of dreams and very light on furnishings.  Void of most modern luxuries and content with garage sale finds, I was extremely happy in the quiet, …

ROOTED

The beautiful Bradford Pear tree gracing my front yard every Spring with a magnificent array of white flowers lie lifeless and broken across the lawn as I returned from errands yesterday.

This was my first real venture out following the …

SORE/SOAR

Homonyms are a funny thing.  Unless you are quite sure of the context of the word, the meaning and/or spelling could be in error.  Take the homonym sore and soar. This past weekend I can tell you that I am …

CARDINALS AND SPARROWS

One morning savoring my coffee on the back patio, enjoying the coolness of the hour, and respite from the impending hustle and bustle of activities, I heard a variety of songs coming from many birds announcing the breaking of the …

DIAPHRAGM SPASM

Back in elementary school  I vividly remember one beautiful Spring afternoon playing softball with my P.E. class in sixth grade.  I don’t remember the score, if I made any plays, or got on base.  Etched in my mind is the …

LOOK AGAIN

In the year of 1998 after my third son Levi was born, I now had the joy of diapering all three.  I use that word joy loosely.  Jared was two and a half years old and nearing the potty training …