I’m on my way to Denver, to meet the new love of my life; Beatrice Haven Hollinger. I’m taking an airplane. I haven’t been on an airplane in over a year and I can taste excitement like an egg sandwich on sourdough with mustard. In other words, it’s a pungent and savory feeling. It’d be …
Sometimes I hear a word or a phrase and it jumps onto the canvas of my mind and paints a picture. This phrase, this “seller of purple” captivated me. What kind of woman gets that kind of description? Purple was the color of my notebook paper when I was 12, I was enthralled that my …
Such a year. Such a rich, unexpected year. I’m including some moments….some of my treasured ones. Grateful beyond words for each one pictured. I’m including some familiar words. Ones that I read tonight and was tempted to skim over but something caught my heart and I read each one new; like I’ve never seen them …
There are times when I call out to God; panic, angry, frustrated tearing kleenex kind of calling out and I don’t hear anything back. This. “When Israel (you, me) was a child, then I loved him and called my son out of Egypt. Yet, I taught Ephraim (you, me) how to walk, taking them by …
It started out innocent enough. I gave birth. My second child. My first daughter. We had our first talk that night in the hospital after visiting hours were over and everyone had gone home; just her and I celebrating her first birthday together. She wore a form fitting blanket and a sock cap. I had …