


When Heaven Visits Your Driveway
I hear the men working right outside my window as I type. Faint voices floating softly just above the sound of old asphalt being busted apart then scooped into a big truck. ________________________ Bits and pieces of our family story are imprinted on the piles of...
Giving Thanks for The Place of Great Unknowing
I read this phrase in a book recently – The Place of Great Unknowing Have you been here? Or been forced to visit by things far from your control? There’s very little in this place of great unknowing that feels familiar. Like the edge of the ocean, the...
“But I Liked the Chapter We Were In”
It’s been so long since I’ve been here. I’m not sure if I’ve stayed away for fear of what my fingers might type, or for fear of what they may try to avoid..….. The truth is…… Words matter to me. And once I start writing, I release...
My House of Mixed-Up Seasons…………..
They weren’t hiding……. but they weren’t supposed to be on display either. Hints of Christmas…… Reminders of winter. They somehow missed the packing up of seasons long past. And my friends discovered them this weekend. How had I...