My Journal
Where I share my thoughts in words.
We Have Eternity
December 6, 1941 “Wow, you look handsome!” Sam Reed smoothed his dress whites, clicked his heels and saluted for the benefit of his little sister. “Like ’em?” “They’re the bees’ knees!” He reached down to tousle her curls. “Thanks, Bonnie. Now, I just hope I can keep...
Christmas Coffee Break
Coffee. She needed coffee. Garner grabbed the pole nearest her as the subway slid into motion and mourned that her coffee hand was empty. Unlike about twenty others crammed up beside her. Seasoned New Yorkers, they were juggling portfolios, attaché cases, handbags,...
High School Reunion
The trees were burnished gold outside her window. Beyond the road, Jenna could see the cornstalks drying in the late autumn sun. It was a gorgeous October day. She stuffed another sweater in the suitcase and grimaced as she zipped it shut. Packing light was a...
The Day Macbeth Escaped
Macbeth was gone. Someone must have forgotten to latch the lid. Katrin was taking a dog-eared library card from a 1st grader when her peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the empty case. Her first thought was to bolt from her chair, but she squashed the urge...
the freshman class
Sonoma slapped the cover of the book shut and stared out the window. The campus of the little Christian college was pretty in the autumn. Sugar maples and oaks scattered colorful leaves like a child shaking glitter from a bottle. The afternoon sun cast a tawny glow...
the blessing of not being chosen
Feelings of inadequacy and rejection are some of the most painful in human experience. And all of us have been acquainted with them. How we process them matters. Our disappointments don't have to define us. This guest article is one that I asked my eldest daughter,...
starburst in july
It really burned. As many times as Callie had attended fireworks events on the 4th of July, she had never had a spark fall on her until now. It had been an unusually beautiful burst of color. She had been absorbed in watching it until the last glimmer faded,...
summer of the bicycle
Stella couldn’t imagine life without her bicycle. As she pushed her ten-speed down the sidewalk toward the repair shop, she had to smile to herself. She could practically chronicle her life in bicycles. She remembered the first bike she ever...
song of the mountains
Lilly Jean hiked her skirt to her knees and dipped her toes into the water. Ooooh, it was cold. It could be hot outside as bacon sizzling in her mama’s cast-iron skillet and the mountain stream still felt like water dripping off an icicle. She stuck her other...
the sea shell
“I’m going to walk along the beach.” I drop the words over my shoulder as I walk past the recliner where my husband sits. I touch his arm; he half-smiles, his eyes lazy with fatigue. “Okay. But don’t stay too long; I want to take you out for supper.” I...
