It started with a movie. Sick (literally) to miss a young friend’s wedding, J. pulled up the blanket on my day in bed and turned on the 2006 romantic comedy starring Russell Crowe that my brother confesses to watching a dozen times. When I mentioned to him recently that I…
I was lamenting to our daughter how hard the road must be for a parent today. If I pray anything for them, I said, I pray for faith to come as natural as breathing. Jesus like air. That’s what you always prayed for us, she said. And that is true,…
One of the first gift’s our darling DIL (daughter in love) gave J. was a piñata for his birthday. This is the girl who brought from her family to ours the tradition of hats and party bead necklaces to punctuate a celebration, so no surprise when she shared this text from…
I’ve just spent the past several months in a wormhole of dizzying deadlines. Call it serendipitous, or by the hand and divine interests of the Creative Director of our lives, pages of story are tacked to all the walls of that underground place. There is the very high word count…
An older gentleman friend once came to dinner. It’s always fun to have someone tell you they’re comfortable in your home, so I’ve not forgotten his musing about the masculine touches he said were grounding to him. I do love eclectic style and neutrals, and I’m sensitive usually to whether…
This is a story I’ve wanted to share for months. I’m motivated because there are loose threads of it everywhere I look. My mother continues to gift pieces of favorite collections. J.’s dad gave Alex an archival album filled to overflowing with collected clippings from every golf tournament he ever…