When we crossed over the narrow bridge, it wasn’t a body of water I saw. The lake had been drained for the winter. It was barren, nothing like the glorious, shimmering beauty she had been days before. The last time I saw her, she was full, deep, blue, and shiny. She was dotted with boats and other ... Read More about Release
A Slippery Slope
Impatiently holding the phone in my hand, I waited as the assistant searched for a spot in the schedule for an appointment. When she eventually found an availability, she advised me of the times available on April 1st. Ohhhh, I painfully replied. Not that day, please. It’s the ... Read More about A Slippery Slope
Photographic Memory
Photographic manipulation produced this pic of me with my son, Stuart. When the image popped up from some memory capsule online, it made me smile, and then it made me cry. That’s the way things work after a loss. Joy and sadness held together — there’s space for both. The original is full ... Read More about Photographic Memory
Of Cornbread and Love
The fine flour covered her hands as she blended it with the smallest amount of oil which started out in the center of the bowl. She worked it, scooped it into the cup of her hand, then released it as she gathered more. This work, this love in a bowl, would become Granny’s delicious ... Read More about Of Cornbread and Love
A Hard Question
With tears dripping down her cheeks, she asked how I handle the question of how many children I have. After hearing from many people after the death of a child, this appears to be the one of the most challenging questions among these parents. “How many children do you have?” Who would imagine ... Read More about A Hard Question