An Unexpected Journey

Dear Reader: My Mother’s death was not an “easy” one – not that any are, but don’t we all hope for one? I journaled little except for journal entries on “Caring Bridge” during the last three weeks of her life and I was too spent to write much after her death. Two years later, during…

Back On Our Feet

“I found him in bed when I came to visit this morning.” Kathy, my dad’s case manager was on the phone, calling from his apartment during her once-a-month visit. “Usually he is downstairs waiting for me. I think he may have broken his hip when he stumbled and fell  in his room this morning.” It’s…

One Generation to Another

Psalm 145:4 Generation after generationstands in awe of your work;each one tells storiesof your mighty acts. This we will do. It is up to us now to tell of God’s mighty acts. Papa Neckie, as he is affectionately known by his Great Granddaughters has now joined Great Grandma in heaven.They are no longer here to…

“Come To Me LORD.”

Written May 12, 2013 Come to me Lord, I will not speculate how. Come to me Lord,  come any way, come now. George McDonald, Diary for an old Soul With these words the liturgist leads us into the silence that begins our Sunday Morning Gathering at our church. * * * Dad has been home…