Closing the distance on friendships

Aunt Frances, who I’ve seen maybe 10 times in my whole life says, “Hi Deb”, in that familiar way to me. No one calls me Deb. It’s never been my nickname but when she says it, I feel an immediate warmth. Patt does the same in an email and while we’ve lived in different states for 30 years that familiarity in her words makes the time dissolve. But don’t push...

The never ending, always expanding, role of mothering

There was something about the role of mothering that came natural to me. It started, perhaps, as granny mothered me in times I only know through photographs. Mama was in seminary where they couldn’t take their kids in those days. Daddy was pastoring a church while mama finished so granny filled the gap and so began a relationship that would keep us connected for long enough for her to see...

When Celebrating our Anniversary Celebrates Others

The more the numbers add up and years pass, the more significant our time together becomes. In our society of throwaway everything, including marriages, having a long-term marriage means something. We recently celebrated our 39th wedding anniversary. Yeah, that’s a big number. Even more, that’s a lot of learning and relearning, mostly how to gather around you good people to help nurture you through the tides of life. So much...

At the Crossroads

It could be my favorite story in the bible. My favorite story ever, maybe, this story of a son who was all grown and full of that knowing and left in the confidence of innocence. An innocence from living a life where it’s all there and so he took it for granted it would always be. It’s the favorite story of many, even people who don’t know much of the...

Five-Minute Friday {friends}

I was that little girl, always moving, the new one in class, holding back for what I don’t know. I was that teenager, still the new one in class and moving even more. Nothing to hold on to except leaving and move leaving. If I’ve envied anything it has been those with friends with roots. These days, I have friends with roots but we carefully color them. No, I’m talking...

I’m Walking on Sunshine & Liebsters

“I’m walking on sunshine, whoa-whoa, and don’t it feel good!” 1985 Katrina & the Waves I’m a bit overwhelmed with the generosity of my friends Melis @ http://iamnotshe.wordpress.com and Jen@http://steponacrack.wordpress.com for bestowing on me the Sunshine and Liebster awards. It’s amazing how you can get to know people you’ve never met and become part of a mutual support and encourager through the blogosphere. I am thankful to learn from both women...