Heaven. Can’t Wait!

Several public personalities passed recently. Prominently, at 92, Barbara Bush, wife of our 41st President, George HW Bush. Knowing how beloved she was, and having observed her public persona for decades, triggered a more pronounced sense of loss. On a personal plain, the father of one of my daughter’s best friends lost his battle with... Continue Reading →

“Death, Where is Your Sting?”

Today I noticed a Facebook post inquiry from a niece asking how long my parents had been married. I remembered and confirmed their marriage of 72 years when Mom passed in 2011, at the age of 91. Dad navigated a daunting year of loneliness and confusion, and then joined her in 2012 at the age... Continue Reading →

Grandad’s Training

I was in the midst of scanning childhood photos my mom had compiled into an album for me some time ago. The resulting sketch personalized and lent realism to the picture of my granddad, sister and me. I sat on grandad’s lap to play,       Engrossed in “Birdy fly away.” And when I heard his... Continue Reading →

Beach Blessing

In early 2010 I joined the celebration of this sweet wedding on the beach in West Palm Beach, Florida. It was such a poignant picture of the Holy Spirit showing up to bless this union between two imperfect people brought together by God’s grace. They were ministers at a local congregation. I added the dove... Continue Reading →

My Heart’s Home

Oh, give me a heart with sole solace in You;       Convinced that there’s no other one to pursue. And give me a soul that endures wrenching loss;       Assured of the healing that comes from Your Cross. And help me to rise from my pity and pain;       Releasing the need of assigning the... Continue Reading →

Cinderella’s Ball

The first time I felt the magic of dance was when I partnered with a platonic friend for the last waltz of the evening. Raised with a “no dancing allowed” religious restriction marked this as a milestone! You filled aroma’s room, Like roses blush in bloom. I sidled to your side, With heart, that could... Continue Reading →

Whittled Words

My Poem that became the basis for my writing! Whittled words, fitly fashioned;        Hesitant but impassioned. Breath of God, humble desire;       Touch these words with holy fire. In 1998, while navigating a challenging life event, I crafted this poem that now serves as a poignant reminder, guideline, and overarching description of my writing:... Continue Reading →

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