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I’m still involved in Diane Gilman’s book Good Jeans. I usually fly through books, but with this one I forced myself to slow down, digest, and savor. By savor I mean the book inspires me, which in turn makes me happy, and I want the smoke of inspiration to last. I don’t want it to . . . → Read More: Dreaming Tonight a writer brought a story to our Cape Cod Children’s Writers critique group about a weasel trying to save two baby seagulls before the tide rolled in. The seagulls refused to cooperate, no matter what the weasel did because they thought he was trying to eat them. The weasel said to himself that he . . . → Read More: Weasels & Seagulls Today was what I refer to as a “themed day.” A themed day is when everything that crosses my path intersects or connects somehow. Today that theme was aging. I woke up to Facebook urging me to wish my husband Richard a happy 60th birthday tomorrow. Since we were born two weeks apart (in . . . → Read More: Aging – The Theme of the Day Hmmm…maybe not. Yesterday my daughter accidentally knocked her beer over and it splashed on my “lounging suit” ( a hot orange Gap creation that is now a family joke and fodder for another blog) – anyway I wasn’t happy and I showed it. Then a few hours ago my other daughter accidentally knocked a . . . → Read More: Change Who I Am? Coming home and coming down from the emotional roller coaster of the last few days provides perspective. The pastor that my brother had to preside over his wife’s wake was amazing. I never attended a service so personal and inspiring as this one. He eulogized my sister-in-law’s life and presented her exactly as the person . . . → Read More: Attention, Please Tonight as I sit and peruse the photos of my brother’s wife, I cannot see the justice of this tragedy. At 15 she was the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen and only now, some 40 years later, can I see why my brother fell in love with her. Back when that happened, I . . . → Read More: Just Not Just Today my brother is celebrating his 36th wedding anniversary. His beloved wife is being cremated today. It doesn’t seem fair. It’s bad enough to lose your spouse three days before your anniversary, but having her cremated on that day seems a bit much for God to give anyone to bear. Yet bear it, he . . . → Read More: It SEEMS Wrong When loss or tragedy smashes into our world, we have two choices – we can either grow old, or grow new. Growing old gives into the tragedy. It lets loss of another steal whatever life we have left. It invites serious depression, often requiring help to overcome it. It makes you way old way, way . . . → Read More: Grow New On these vacations mornings I’m always the first and only one awake at 7 am. I leave my husband sleeping, daughter and friend buried upstairs, oblivious to noise, due to the air conditioner, and my niece and her friend sprawled across the pull-out bed in the kitchen/living room. I make my breakfast and settle into . . . → Read More: Without Change or Shadow Today I feel God is silent. I’ve been talking to Him for two days, but I feel He’s busy somewhere else. I was right. Today we just got the news that we’re losing a family member in the next 48 hours. I think God is busy there. There is a husband who needs God’s . . . → Read More: Silent |
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