Christmas morning was an emotional mine field for me when I was a kid and yet it also held within it a miracle.

Back in the 60s and 70s, when I was just a kid, our rural property was hooked up to a telephone party line. I don't know the science behi...

As we speak, my mother is dying. She has Stage lV cancer which started in her lungs earlier this year. Despite radiation treatment, it ha...

Recently, I spent a delightful couple of hours with a friend and her young children while we walked the trails at a local park. Actually,...

At this time of year I find myself seeking quietude. Not solitude - there's been way too much of that this year, but moments and spaces t...