Figuring Out Our Family’s Halloween Traditions

I can remember my first Halloween like it was yesterday. I was 13 and my mom was letting me dress up as the often feared and all intimidating ‘mime’ to attend a church harvest party. But even with the limitation of being a mute clown, I thoroughly enjoyed dressing up....

A Welcoming Smile

From across the long hallway she looked like a beacon of light marking a safe harbor. Although I didn’t know her well, I knew her as a kind person, and I decided to head her way. As I drew near, she looked up with spark of light in her eyes that said she was glad to...

My Exposed Knee

Last week I took my mother-in-law to the eye doctor three days in a row. She’d had cataract surgery and had a minor complication. On the first two days of sitting in the waiting room, I’d dressed in suit coats with scarves and heels, but on the third day, I was tired....