Life is clearly a series of transitions. We should be used to that by now. So many I know are in the midst of some achingly abrupt and difficult transitions. The hardest ones seem to the be the ones no one asked for. I have friends who are grieving the loss of their loved ones. Some are… Continue reading The Teacher
In Christianity, there's not really even a name for that Saturday. No one seems to know what to do with the day in between Good Friday and Easter Sunday. It is such an awful, awkward, painful day. I've heard it called Holy Saturday, but not much. Even the Bible doesn't have much to say about… Continue reading That Silent Saturday
I was loading my car early in the morning to head home from my daughter's house to mine, readying myself for the five-hour drive, when I saw it. Actually, the smell of it came before the seeing. It stopped me in my tracks, a bucket of dead skunks. Okay, it was a bucket of two dead skunks but… Continue reading A Bucket of Skunks
When I was just six years old, my grandfather, my beloved Paw Paw, took his life and so my journey with grief began. I didn't know how to grieve and as you can imagine, my family was upside down. I held it in and made sure I was well-behaved and responsible. Meanwhile, I looked for my Paw Paw everywhere,… Continue reading The Grace of Holy Tears
Anne Lamott is one of my favorite writers. She just posted a new blog. It came to me as a lovely Monday morning gift, echoing what I was already feeling today. Her words, "So life. It's the whole deal. Mixed grille all the way, gorgeous and sad things all mixed up. Us, at our best… Continue reading It’s Springtime, But…
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