What “Grief” Means to Me

My son brought home a list of words from school to write out personal definitions. Towards the end of the list was the word grief. He asked me if he’d ever felt grief. I reminded him of when his Aunt Lu had passed away. We sat quietly for a moment. Then came the...

Healing Pains

I was lying in bed taking it easy for a day or two while my stitches were in the fresh stages of mending from a recent surgery, and I was beginning to move slowly while resting between bouts of activity. My mind began to wonder, drifting from one random topic to the...

Ask Him

This week I read a Max Lucado book. I love the way he writes; he’s so relatable. In a particular illustration, he wrote about the power his daughters have when they came to him with a request. When they call him “Daddy,” his heart melts and the desire to meet their...

Love Letters

I’ve had an interesting week, and that’s an understatement. It’s been an exhausting, frightening, painful, surprising week! I went in for laparoscopic surgery to remove my gallbladder. It was to be a simple 45 minute in-and-out surgery, and it was. But once under...

Shut Up and Listen

I was pulling weeds out of the rocks lining my driveway. My head was down and I was deep in thought when I heard a car door. I looked up to see my neighbor walking toward me. We shared a little small talk, and then she sat down and started pulling weeds with me. She...