“ … didn’t want to come inside,” her text said. Hands finding dirt as she plants the vision she sees with confidence and clarity, she (my mother) is thriving. I am still trying to line up what I want where with what the sun will give. Bloom where you’re planted.…
I knew it was coming. The morning trill in my head. For you non bird lovers, this is not always musical. It can be high pitched and long and dry. All the things and people I love are now in a faceoff with all the things I must start and…
I woke up thinking again about flowers. Planning for them, calling one more nursery to try to find what I can’t find, planting them, cutting and giving them. And then I remembered it is Holy Week and oddly my mind keeps drifting to this: do I bring the Risen Lord…
It’s uphill to manage all the teasing, leaping, often vexing thoughts that run through one’s mind. J. and I have a few tall trees to get around in life and work in this season and I’m aware of the need to take my thoughts captive. Cleveland Clinic says we have…
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,…