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June 8, 2015. During a torrential downpour, my husband left for the airport. It was an unscheduled, unplanned trip. Our foster babies were already in bed, and we had envisioned enjoying a quiet house and evening together. But that phone call from a Southwest Airlines employee a few hours earlier had set the wheels in…
Wagons west! Fathers were the leaders as wagons headed west. When pioneer families loaded their wagons and set their eyes on western horizons, they had leaders in place to help them on their quest. Hard–working men were called upon to be lieutenants, captains, horsemen, and guides. Not many women ventured west alone; if they did,…
May, 2015. It’s hot in Florida, but this is where the race begins. It’s also where it ends. One hundred miles in the Florida sun. The Keys 100. Running is a sport our youngest son has embraced. Along with the rest of his family, he recognizes that runners are a breed of their own. …
Mother’s Day. I remember the time it dawned on me that I was essentially writing my Mom Memoirs each day as I mothered the half dozen children God had given to us. I decided that thinking about how I wanted to be remembered would help me in the daily grind of being a mom. (Not…
It is May Day eve, and it is raining hard. For hours, the sky has threatened its downpour, and now it has come. I hear the pelting on the roof and I hear the wind. Inside, I am safe and warm. And tomorrow? Tomorrow is May Day. Tomorrow, the sun will shine. Tomorrow, “the flowers…
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