Another lonely Mother’s Day
The wind is crowded with hungry ghosts tonight. Sitting at my kitchen table, I warm my hands on a mug of hot coffee. My eyes cut to the mantle, to the photo, where your laughter was once caught like a passing train. …
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Falling Down
Do you ever have days when it seems like every step you take forward is followed by two or more steps backward? After doing my best to keep moving forward with enthusiasm, a sense of purpose and loving kindness for myself and others, I am faced with…
There Once Was a Mother
There once was a mother who gave birth to a baby with red hair. She sang to him, cradled and rocked him, and thanked God for the miracle of him. As he grew, their time together was easy and loving. His eyes lit up when…
A Walk in the Woods
Today I walked in the woods here in upstate NY, where I enjoyed the crunch of leaves under my feet, the crisp autumn air and the colorful foliage. As I walked, I found myself ruminating about the senseless estrangement from my son and grandkids. This…