Clear, Crisp, Sunshiny Days – I Still Need You

I have always loved this photo – a beautiful sunshiny day at the Botanic Gardens. The slow drift of wet snow throughout the day yesterday into the evening reminded me of a visit to the Gardens after another snowstorm a number of years ago and my written response to the images of that day as…

A Floating Leaf, Being Carried and Rest

It’s the first thing I notice as I walk up to my favorite place at the lake this morning – a brown leaf floating in the water. (The fact I am even out here this morning is a big deal. I’d rather stay up late and sleep in. Yet the rest of my world doesn’t…

Beginnings? Now?

    It’s becoming increasingly clear the last couple of years – the time I have left to live is less than the time I have lived (coming up on age 70, fifteen months from now will do that). In light of my musings (more like distress) about traveling this final leg of my earthly journey,…

Perfectly Formed

Happy birthday to Brenda Jane. August 28, 1959 – August 28, 1959 ********** August 28th, fifty-seven years ago: I am 11 years old. A baby is coming, but the Doctor has been saying there is probably something wrong with the baby and if Mother “miscarries” it will be “God’s way of taking care of it.”…

Sacred Spaces

I am part of an online group of women who are what I like to call, “of a certain age.” I think it’s women over 50 and on this my 68th birthday, I am reminded I qualify with flying colors. Each week there is a word for us to ponder on or maybe even blog…

A Widow’s Reflections – an exceprt

(Carol and Gordon, April 5, 2005) On this, the 10th anniversary of her husband’s death,  my sister-in-law, Carol,  has agreed to share an excerpt here from her recently written series of reflections on the first year  of being a widow.  Yeah, it gets confusing, both of us being Carol and all.  (Gordon died of hypothermia…

“Drooping Tulips and Forgiveness”

Second in a series of “No Quick, Easy Answers” for my Memoir.  (read about “Remembering” HERE)   While the story will be more complete for my family, I share here what I learned about drooping tulips and forgiveness. * * * Recently an acquaintance and I were talking about forgiveness. She had received unsettling news….