Posted in November 2010

peeling back the layers

It is Thanksgiving day. We are not yet halfway through the long drive to Papa’s house, but the troops are restless. We learned long ago that low blood sugar and confined spaces are a combustible mix, so we’re looking for a place to get a quick bite. We’ve pulled off of the highway in search … Continue reading

thanksgiving – a poem

A Thanksgiving Poem ~ by Katie, age 9 * It’s Thanksgiving day, but the turkeys won’t stay! The Thanksgiving food is running away! Potatoes and stuffing Are running around The cranberry sauce is headed for town! “We just have to stop them!” Said Farmer O’Brown. So he took out his fork And his kitchen knife … Continue reading

godspell – part two

** I almost don’t want to write this. I’m afraid that somehow the words won’t be big enough or that the joy will escape before I can figure out how to describe it. I don’t know where to start. I don’t know how words can possibly convey the enormity of the experience. How do you … Continue reading

godspell – part one

** * The Godspell Workers Brooke, 2010 * . (C) restricted repetitive and stereotyped patterns of behavior, interests and activities, as manifested by at least two of the following: . 1. encompassing preoccupation with one or more stereotyped and restricted patterns of interest that is abnormal either in intensity or focus . – from the … Continue reading

bestowing honor

* This is far too incredible on far too many levels for me to sully with an editorial. I post it here not to add my comments, but to ensure that everyone in my world has a chance to see it. * *


* OK, so here’s the deal. I really don’t have a post ready for today. Of course that doesn’t mean I don’t have a truckload of blog fodder – my children never leave me empty-handed; but it does mean that I didn’t have the time to commit to turning any of it into something at … Continue reading


** Dear (People in Charge), I would like to make you aware of an unfortunate occurrence at (your community center) last week involving my seven year-old son, Adam. Although I spoke at length with Carol (your director of services) just after it happened, and was very appreciative of her time and compassion, I left that … Continue reading

mama’s here – on hopeful parents

.   .   I’m at Hopeful Parents today, reflecting on fear and faith. Please click on over. And leave a comment there, if you’re so inclined. I love hearing from you. Oh, and wander around the site a little while you’re there, won’t you? There are some wonderful writers who you’ll love getting to … Continue reading

the other veterans

* * Last week, our nation paused to give thanks to our *military veterans*. As I read about all of the wonderful events that day, I began to envision a different kind of gathering. This was not the kind of event to take place on the National Mall or on the White House lawn. There would … Continue reading

the donut shop

* I couldn’t believe she wanted to hear it again. As a matter of fact, she tried to convince me that I’d never told any of it to her before, which certainly wasn’t the case. You know those moms who tell their kids the same stories from their childhoods again and again? Well – yeah, … Continue reading