Not Much Spring In My Step
This past Sunday morning, after I’d heard the whirring of Rob’s hybrid car as it pulled out of the driveway for a church destination an hour away, I thought I might relish the freedom of having plenty of time to…
Turning to Netflix, Finding Jesus
If it weren’t for his compassionate nature, it would be a tad intimidating to watch a series about the life of Jesus with my husband. There we sit next to one another — the two of us, and also the…
Looking at Marriage Every Which Way
Anniversaries — of both happy and sad days — are worth pausing for, don’t you think? Sure, we need to keep putting one foot after another, moving forward and shaping the future rather than dwelling on the past, but a…
Finding Your Own Art
One thing that I’ve learned through marriage (the list is long) is that doing/ creating/ practicing some kind of art in your own individual way helps each partner to flourish, alone and also together. Nothing Really, or Really Something Yesterday…
Mid-January, and Settling Into Epiphany
Just while I’m getting a “Snow Squall Warning” on my phone — an insistent alarm even — seems like a excellent time to appreciate the often surprising revelations that this season brings. While seeing a new truth (or an old…
Sadness and Good Tidings, Mixed
I’m back from a run, and just in time too. We saw little sun today, and by 4:30 darkness was already settling in. Of course, it’s that time of year when — amid all the holiday messages and decorations —…
Older Than My Former Student
How do you know when you’re old? Is there a moment when you’re better off acknowledging this fact, or should you keep trotting along not paying much attention to where you are on the age spectrum? If you are at…
Hither and Yon: Neighbors Near and Far
Just before the trick-or-treaters head out, I have a non-spooky question. How do you define what your neighborhood is, and how much does it matter? Can you draw it on a map or is it more of a concept in…
Silence or Conversation or Sounds of Creatures,Yes. Noise, Not So Much.
Can it be that all of September has gone by, in its glory, without a new post from me? Falling down on the job here (one I assigned to myself) as fall begins, I will try to remedy the situation…
Love for Memorial Field
Private spaces, public spaces — we need both kinds in our lives. While most of us invite people into our homes at least occasionally, we also appreciate knowing that we can take refuge there, spending time just with our family…