More Valuable Than Quiet

mlk

Twenty minutes. That is what I need to feel the quiet, the calm pour over me like water. I give them the rest of the day, at least most of it, to cut crusts off the bread and dilute the apple juice. To unwrap the Band Aids for invisible boo-boos. To rescue them from their perch on top of the … [Read more...]

Mourning Imaginary Losses

grl

This morning the phone rang loud, startling me in a precious moment of silence. It was early, still early enough that the ringing of a telephone might signal tragic news, but this time it was just an old friend wanting to say hello. I knew you'd be up, she said, so I thought I'd call on my way to … [Read more...]