Help me…

Help me, he whimpers. He believes that in the warmth of my touch,As I hold his face, tap his back,As he lays on the foldRead More

That Kinda Guy

Thomas was flying out for a couple of days. He hugged Yehoshua and me goodbye.     Zach was sleeping. So he missed the ‘tada’.   AtRead More

My Mamma Bestest

As I look into the mirror, what I see is an aging face – freckles, spots and lines. Not to forget the greys. They seemRead More

A Reminder of Life

Today is my husband’s birthday. We are all generally an excited bunch about these days. This year, however, was different. The gift unlike before was not aRead More