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Of Tea and Tears and the Tomb We’re All Watching

Of Tea and Tears and the Tomb We’re All Watching

You’d think after five decades I’d know the signs. Emotional flatness. Lack of motivation. Feeling all peopled-out when I hadn’t been doing any peopling at all. Not to mention, I hadn’t shed a tear since . . . Well, since before coronavirus. BC....
A Very Good Place to Start

A Very Good Place to Start

Or, How to Write a Letter to Your Future Self As the calendar pages flutter forward under the relentless winds of time, how can I be sure I’m becoming who I’m meant to be? Whenever a freshly minted year is about to start, I feel the need to have some...
The One Thing I Know for Sure

The One Thing I Know for Sure

The clock is sure. And it says we’ve only got four hours to celebrate our thirty-second anniversary. We nearly make it out of town. But just as we’ve put the daily grind in our rear-view mirror, Garth realizes he doesn’t have sunscreen. So we circle back...
Easter’s Coming Anyway

Easter’s Coming Anyway

You could say the wee lobby of our small-town post office lacks privacy. And those bare white walls and overtired clerks offer little warmth when tensions mount or matters of a personal nature arise. The other day, Garth was in line when this happened to a friend of...
This Is the Stuff of Rainbows

This Is the Stuff of Rainbows

Updated 4/14/2021 Around this time of year I hear myself and others lament, “It’s spring! What’s with these freezing temps (or rain or snow.. or all three)?” As if we’re meant to go right from winter to summer, to suddenly arrive under Eden’s blue sky on March...