Our eyes are amazing. In concert with our brains, they are constantly compiling pieces into a whole that we interpret and accept. On my desk, a mug holds a collection of colored pencils. A jar holds some shiny night sky shapes. A stack of colored index cards is within easy reach. To my right, a…
Do you have cake or pie for your birthday celebrations? When our oldest was in middle school, he came to me with all kinds of love, confessing that he would really prefer my apple pie for his birthday instead of one of the elaborate birthday cakes that we had done in the past. I had…
Last weekend, I cuddled under a blanket in my chair and turned on Miss Marple. It has been at least six months since I watched her and my plan was to enjoy a cozy rest with my friend Marple in the background. I wasn’t going to miss anything coming in and out of sleep, since…
I grew up in a family that held hands to share ‘grace’ before each of our evening meals. Like many people, we have stories about the big meals growing cold because of the length of this prayer on special holidays. As a young person, I was often aware of the unimportant things during grace –…
Here is a proposal: What if we decided to share Thanksgiving Holiday together at my home. After the parade and as we enjoyed our meal, I would suggest we share a talent show. The performance would come between pie-eating and bed-time. We would have roughly five hours to decide and prepare what we would share…
Last fall, I caught myself using this phrase. “It’s just a drop in the bucket….” meaning it will barely make a difference compared to what is needed. I have no recollection of what I was thinking about or what conversation might have prompted this metaphor. I imagine I have used and read this idiom without…
