No fireworks

On the most memorable Independence Day of my life, there were no fireworks. Well, that’s not entirely true. I remember… Read more No fireworks

Walk and chalk

“Walk. Chalk.” Each morning, as the hands on the clock tick and tock their way toward the number nine, Maggie’s… Read more Walk and chalk

Last month, I sat at home with my daughter one chilly spring morning. Before my husband left, I had an… Read more Going off the grid

Last weekend, I said a fond farewell to a former high school classmate whose life was recently cut short. His… Read more Dirty dancing’s not THAT bad

Irises Ashes silently sway like snowflakes all the long, hard winter through dark, bitter nights. I sit and burn alone.… Read more Irises

There’s a reason so many old men sit down by the river after they retire for hours each day, staring… Read more Keep fishing

God has used several medical professionals in my life to be His hands and His voice—my counselor, my doctors, and… Read more Taking a stab at it

That pesky red-bellied woodpecker. I have stalked that woodpecker since I first noticed him, just a few days after we… Read more Stalking stillness

I have worked the 12 steps of recovery for six years, and the meditation part of the 11th step has… Read more 2014 word of the year

Before I move on, I want to look back—not to dwell on the past or listen to Sirens, as I… Read more 2013 gift list