I wonder how many times I tried to climb the old maple tree next to the sidewalk. I never fell out. I jumped from its bottom floor into piles of leaves, piles we’d just raked. We were told to rake and pile again. I wonder how many times I went up and down these stairs.…
A Facebook post provided the segue. It was an open question about understanding transgender people, and asked “What would Jesus do?” The question appeared under a photo of Caitlyn Jenner making her acceptance speech after receiving the Arthur Ashe courage award. The post was about wanting to know how Jesus would behave, what Jesus would…
In my Aging Studies program, one of my very first reads was about the value of old people, their purpose. Think about that: purpose. What Are Old People For? How Elders Will Save The World is the title, and it’s a delightful read. I’ll devour it again. I highly recommend you do, too. As a…
I’m sneaky. Even though my kids don’t approve–one son gives me the stink eye–it doesn’t stop me. Why should it? They are my everything, and I’m planning. I may find myself alone some day while they are living their lives, as they should. I will want to look at photos if I cannot see them…
I was completely out of sorts. It was the day after yet another massacre, this one in a church. I was overwhelmed with gloom, and felt down, depressed, and angry that this has not been properly addressed; if it had been, it would not keep happening over and over and over again. I could not…
I woke up today with thoughts of mom. We visited yesterday, and as I arrived, as usual, we hugged when saying hello. As I turned to walk away, I felt a hand up the back of my shirt (and heard a little giggle). “Let me fix this for you.” “Huh?” “Your bra is folded back…
finding merle 