Some of us do this thing when life is hard and there’s nothing we can do about it. For whatever it’s worth, I, Pat Durmon and retired...

Beyond Me (in memory of Karen Hayes) Mindlessly scrolling, a familiar photo pops up with the death announcement of the queen of skinny...

It’s late evening when I hear about a high school classmate’s death. I learn via an email. My reaction is Whaaaat? Thinking I’ve misread...

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...

I am blessed to know a woman with the attitude of gratitude. Her name is Mary Kathryn Marcom. She lives north of San Francisco where...

Hard to label it. People are leaving. A friend’s son died, a friend’s husband died, a friend is moving away. It is the normal cycle, but...

I am numb today, so I am up early and looking for my yard shoes. I’m not outside, because I want to beat the heat. Today it’s all about...

I remember when working toward becoming a mental health counselor, I heard a professor say, “You can only go as deep with a client as you...

This one tree is symbolic for many people of the resurrection of the Christ. A cross is in the blossom. It usually blooms in early April,...

On one hand, I rationalize: I’m plenty involved in giving and helping strugglers. I give my time, ears, money. On the other hand, it...