From Sun to Storm and Back Again
Meet the Author, Meet the Mother

A few weeks ago I traveled to Illinois to visit my mother, who has been living in an assisted living community for the last year. Believe me, you can spend all day moving from one scheduled activity to another. Wii bowling. Dog visitors. Musical entertainers. Card games. Happy hour. Check the schedule. There’s always something. […]
Life Rushing Past

Last week one of my great-nephews turned a year old, and I had a chat with my eighty-eight-year-old mother about the occasion. She commented that, looking back, it always seems like that first year goes so fast because the baby changes so much that it hardly seems like the same child. I also had a […]
Fast Regret

We’ve been painting this summer. It’s been a looong time since we painted the main rooms of our house. And about nine months ago our daughter moved out, and we’ve turned that room into a cozy TV room. (Which may explain my heightened Netflix habit of late.) Our method has been that I agonize about […]