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It shatters my slumber, the voice through the monitor. "Gramma. Gramma!" It's still dark. Sigh. Why can't she pull her own blanket up or reach the pillow from the floor? I scootch up high and swing legs over and around the cat. I palm the walls, slide heel-toe down...
I’ve found God in a lot of places. I’ve heard sermons while sitting beneath large mango trees, sung hymns in dimly-lit hospital chapels, and listened to shouted testimonies of God’s love while riding in the back of a pickup. I’ve chased goats and chickens from behind...
Grace has brought a blue-topped spiral notebook as well as two big containers—one of markers, one of crayons. She’s drawn a yellow sun in the left corner, and I smile because the prelude was called “Sun of my Soul.” We missed the prelude. “Be sure to put the top back...
The deer, they tell us, come right up to the windows. My parents did, after all, build and operate the Deerland Motel. Deer have always been a part of our lives in some form. So we move Mom into the room with the view. I see a doe the next day, hidden way back in the...
Sometimes ordinary moms turns into mama-bears. Just threaten our children and...
We sit in a parking lot near the lumber yard while the car shakes with my...
It’s only a one-mile loop, this Dry Marsh Trail. I can handle that, even in...
She stands on the thin, white carpet, anxiously waiting to salute the judges...
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