What do you wanna be?
I remember my kindergarten classroom pretty clearly. I was a “morning student” – a subject I remember the mothers around me talking about as they anticipated our first school assignments of teachers and times. Mrs. McPike administered both my first public embarrassments and triumphs. And she opened the universe to me as the letters joined…
Almost 1 year old….
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…
What are you looking at?
I moved my office around this weekend and still have items that were taken from the walls waiting to be re-hung – including two bulletin boards. As I began to think about where to put the bulletin boards, I began to wonder if maybe I should just stick them in a closet and forget them.…
Using Your Senses
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…
Visibility Tools
When it comes to visibility metaphors, the only vehicle I’m qualified to talk about is an automobile. And I failed my test at first taking. But I have helped three young adults earn their licenses since then, so maybe that initial parallel parking kerfuffle has been forgiven. On a road trip with Marc last month,…
Thanksgiving Grace
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 –…
