Crocuses, Life, and Hope I don’t have much of a life, I guess. I’ve been waiting all winter to see some form of life spring forth from the cold, almost-still-frozen earth. Normally, the first things to spring forth are the crocuses, and most years these hearty little flowers start poking their heads up through the hard,… Read More »
This Will Be My Song Every February, I find myself reflective and yearning for spring. We’re past the midpoint of February and soon the crocuses will push their tiny heads up out of the cold, partially frozen dirt. When they do, I’ll know that spring has come no matter what the calendar says. But winter is… Read More »
Foreword We wrote the following essay nearly nine years ago. Who would have ever dreamed that we would see our right to privacy go from being seriously threatened in 2013 to virtually being non-existent now? Charles Dickens once wrote, “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…” and now I’m looking at the… Read More »
Like a Dove in the Snow I think that this time of year when darkness comes early and the nights are cold is a thoughtful time. I look out my window and see the endless white of a fresh blanket of snow. This cold, bitter time of year is a time of reflection. The stark, bare,… Read More »
Leave the Candle Burning He left the candle burning, just as she had asked him to do. Though it had been seven years since she went away, every evening at nightfall he would light a candle. Every night while he tried to sleep through his pain and his loneliness, the candle flickered silently casting dancing shadows… Read More »
A World of Contrasts Let me start by saying I slept well last night. Well, I’ll be honest. I slept well but not very long, which is better than sleeping long but not very well, I guess. I fell asleep before 11 – no disturbing late-night phone calls. I would have shut my cell phone off,… Read More »