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I am wearing red today* because it was Mom’s favorite color. Mom Slabach always said she didn’t understand why Christian conservative folks didn’t think women should wear read. Yes, red was a color often worn by harlots, she knew. She’d been reminded of that many times. She didn’t care if that’s what harlots wore, because she…
Truth be told, I learned more from my aunts than I ever realized at the time. These aunts of mine (both maternal and paternal) were a stoic bunch. For the most part, they were German-Swiss stock with an ancestry that portrayed family partings from one country to another, never to see family members again. A…
My stressful day in ICU was about to become even more stressful. My patient was dying. The doctors, who are taught to help their patients live, had reckoned with the fact that it was just a matter of time. I realized my biggest problem was not the patient or the doctors. My biggest problem was…
She called it her Arrival. Today, it has been twenty-four years. She has missed so much – but not as much as we have missed her! When Mom arrived in Heaven, she had a baker’s dozen grandchildren. Now there 29 grandchildren, 13 great-grandchildren and a few more on the way. No one can…
We left the graveyard today with the reminder that the grave is not the end. It is merely the beginning. Again, we were reminded that life will go on – and that death is as much a reality of life as is birth. We need these reminders and these times to help us recognize our…
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