This past week in one day I had two people inquire of me…… one about how Bill is doing, not knowing Bill had died. The other asking how I’m doing with my grief. Both came somewhat unexpectedly, but I was okay talking about it, then setting it aside...
In October of 2013, three months after my Daddy’s death, I took a weekend retreat at a campground in a National Forest in Alabama. It was a small guest house close to the campground director’s home. I got there exhaursted, but with a big writing project...
Last Monday I had to go over to the lake house at Deerpoint where Bill and I lived for 16 years. Though I thought I ‘d live there for the rest of my life, after Bill’s death during Covid, it soon became more than I could care for alone. When I went last...
One spring day I was driving home from work and had been considering Moses and the burning bush, the manifestation of God’s glory. I looked ahead to a section of road and saw the glint of afternoon sun shining through the leaves of a red oak and felt the...
Our daughter drove me to the outpatient surgery center in Birmingham, AL this morning for the planned thyroid right lobectomy. We arrived at the door promptly at 5 a.m. and I was registered, gowned, and waiting for the anesthesiologist and surgeon pre-op review and...
