God is in front of us like a boulder in the middle of the highway. Do I usually see and recognize His plan? No, I do not. My husband and...

How can I tell you? Rectangles are everywhere in the living area of our house. Cell phones, Nintendo Switch, Nintendo DS, cords and...

On my way to town, I drive past houses where smoke from chimneys curls upward. It’s comforting to watch the updraft. I suddenly recall...

Jimmy, my husband, actually posed this question in the truck. I laughed and changed the topic. I could not deal with it at the time....

What space does Labor Day occupy with you? My family has always been heavy with blue collar workers. Have I always been grateful for who...

Dear Dwight and Kathy, I don’t know many people who have “made it” together for fifty years. Fifty years is a long time. And you made it!...

Body, you have served me well. Somehow I made moves, had thoughts, walked through crowds and years, sadness and laughter, fears and anger...

Sister, you have been sick for weeks. Sicker than I’ve ever known you to be. I keep looking back over my shoulder, remembering our youth...

A little headache. I’m wondering if it’s barometric pressure. A sunny day, then boom! a cloud and sudden splats of rain, then the...

I’m sharing a poem today. It was written by Bob Hicok. I came across it days before my support group met. (I facilitate a support group...