What A Difference A Day Makes

This time yesterday, I was propped up in a recliner, my stomach aching from this seal-like cough I kept producing. This time yesterday, it was warm enough outside that I gladly let Mom’s cat wander the yard with her black coat soaking up all the sun. This time...

Accepting the Gifts We’re Given

Last night as I was drifting off to sleep, this image came to mind. I was sitting in a really ornate jacket/vest thing – something my mother would have worn for her fancy outfits, something Bollywood-like in color. I was the first in a long row of people; we...

Accepting the Gifts We're Given

Last night as I was drifting off to sleep, this image came to mind. I was sitting in a really ornate jacket/vest thing – something my mother would have worn for her fancy outfits, something Bollywood-like in color. I was the first in a long row of people; we...