My Mother, My Daughter, My Self

I was on vacation last week when I first saw this picture.   I confess, it took my breath away. I had never seen it before.  It’s a picture of my grandfather, Jack, his wife, Rhoda, and their firstborn, an adorable little girl, who grew up to become my mother. It was probably taken somewhere […]

Fourteen Years Late for the Big Yellow Bus

My son’s bedroom at home has been gutted. His stuff has nearly all been moved out of our house, and has been re-settled in its new home, his college dorm room.   Upon our arrival on campus, several student volunteers whisked it from our car, and up the steps of his dorm and into its […]

Long Overdue Thank You Note

To the alert Bible School Teacher who took me aside and told me she was worried about my four year old son, because he always ate his graham crackers in such a way as to form the shape of a “gun”, and then pretended to fire that gun? To that same woman, who scared the […]