A Holy Moment

If walking this walk with my beloved Archie broke open my heart, then walking this walk with my mother is cleansing my soul.  Mom’s not eating more than a few bites a day now. When she stops completely we will know to start preparations for her burial.  I think I am ready. My heart is … More A Holy Moment


A post on Craig’s List reminded me of a sofa table I had before Archie died. I remembered the feeling I had about the table before I remembered what it looked like and I struggled to come up with an image. A matching buffet and dining room table from the same Thomasville grouping came to … More Memories

The End Game

My 93 year old mother and I had a chat at her kitchen table today. Mom was complaining that she wasn’t getting well fast enough. She was going on and on about being so tired she just couldn’t stand it and then she went through an extensive list of grievances that she had about things … More The End Game

Wonder: An argument for prayer whether you believe in God or not.

A friend posted this quote on Face Book the other day: “I would rather have a mind opened by Wonder than a mind closed by belief.” I saw those words and began to ponder if there was truth in them for me. It seems that wonder leaves us smack in the middle of the Mystery. … More Wonder: An argument for prayer whether you believe in God or not.

The Dark Side

Sitting at the Water Store where I work two days a week for my brother; it’s almost eleven a.m. and no one has been in yet.  The news is reporting that they killed the terrorist behind the Paris attacks.  I guess that is a good thing.  I don’t understand how killing anyone is a good … More The Dark Side