The Day After

Silence. No traffic in the streets. Stores and restaurants are closed. Businesses shut down so employees can spend time with those they love, whether family or friends. Homes are open. Families are reminiscing. Friends are laughing. Joy is present. Sadness and sorrow are distant, dying embers of faint, color-faded memories. We stop and look aroundContinue reading “The Day After”

The Treasure Hunters

A few years ago, we bought a used chair, the wooden kind with worn-out tie-on burgundy cushions. It’s more of a glider than a rocker. It came with a burgundy cushioned footstool that glided, too. A while back, my heavyset self broke it. What is it with me and the chairs recently? One of theContinue reading “The Treasure Hunters”

The Memory Lane

“And old home scenes of my childhood In fond memory appears” She wasn’t ready for this. Her dad had passed away, and her mom was moving closer to them upstate. They were getting everything out of the house so it could be sold. She walked around the house and property. She could visualize each momentContinue reading “The Memory Lane”

The Gift of Selflessness

I’m on my way to Mexico today. It’s the first trip of many, Lord willing. When I was a child, way back in the 1900s, 1996 specifically, my parents took me and my brother on our first mission trip to Mexico. We loved it. We kept wanting to go back. I’ve never been to aContinue reading “The Gift of Selflessness”

The Mountain

Recently, we were sitting at the round dining table that my brother-in-law made for us. We had just finished eating supper. Son #1 had already finished and was off exploring the world. We heard the sound of chaos coming from the other room, a sound which was soon followed by Ferdinand Magellan hopping into theContinue reading “The Mountain”