It was a wild ride. It began in the dark with, “a great shriek of wind.” Then came the shaking. The house shook so hard Dorothy lost her footing. She suddenly found her bottom firmly planted on the floor. The only choice she had left was to “enjoy” the ride.
She didn’t choose this ride. It chose her, Continue reading
My mom rarely cried. At least not in front of me. But when her tears did happen, a jolt of fear would race through my heart. Because if Mom cried, that meant something really, really bad must have happened.
But not this time.
This time was different. A little more than five years ago, my mom was feeling weak, but we didn’t know how sick she was. If we did, she wouldn’t have been driving. And I wouldn’t have been distracting her by singing my latest song.
I’m glad I didn’t know. Continue reading
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WHEN LAUGHTER ISN’T GOOD ENOUGH MEDICINE
A zing of alarm went up my spine. Pam’s comment on my post about real and proverbial mountains set off the zinging, but her words weren’t the problem. HER words were considered and thoughtful. She wrote:
“Yes, I know what you mean about getting overwhelmed when you see the size of the mountain, but not stopping… I need to remember to laugh a good belly laugh while going up my mountain.”
“But not stopping…” But not stopping??!!??
Did I really write that? What was I thinking? Laughing on my way up a mountain? Was I that reckless? Did I treat the huge mountains of life and art as a lighthearted caper?
I had to see if I wrote something I’d have to take back. Continue reading
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About a year ago, maybe more, I was on the phone with one of my favorites – a young woman I love with all my heart. Life’s been a struggle for a while and because of it, she felt doomed. She believed life was supposed to be easy and since it wasn’t, then something must be wrong. With HER.
Since we’ve had similar conversations before, I knew she wouldn’t get it if I tried to shake her of that lie, so I decided to do something different.