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….

When “Remembering” Doesn’t Seem to Be Enough

OR When I Am Afraid I’m depending Too Much on Others As If God Isn’t Enough (This is the first is a series of posts entitled “No Easy Answers” which will also be included in  the Memoir I am writing for my family.   Psalm 77 has long been one of my favorite Psalms. Opening…

My writing Process or How I write

Dear Family, I am going to include this in our family memoir.  Maybe  those reading this here on my blog will also enjoy learning more about these things that make it easier for me to sit down, put pen to paper or fingers to keyboard as I tell you my story. “A practice is an…