But how do we also speak to now? How do we do so with grace?
the stories we tell
There are stories we tell ourselves in order to make the moment better or at least OK. Whether based on fact or fiction, these explorations of life give our lives more…more time, more comfort, more hope, more clarity… We feel a reprieve.
Jesus has hair
I didn’t know Jesus needed his hair done, all three feet of him, medium brown skin. She was (and is) absolutely adorable. Middle Child Syndrome rings through her slender …
a strange friendship…
And even after discovering that I don’t know her that well, after all, I still believe I can trust her.
A mother’s dreams
It’s hardest when I’m the driver. I hear her desperate little voice ask, “Hand?” So I reach back, even though a shoulder/neck kink is sure to follow, and I hold …
over it.
It’s as if short snippets are all I’ve ever known. The daily “I should post that” thought is killing me–figuratively, of course. There was a time when long prose pieces were …