Someone made a comment about feeling bad about getting a deal at a thrift store. They felt they were taking advantage of someone else’s misfortunes. Perhaps someone died. Downsized. Had to move away or into a nursing home. All true. … Continue reading
“I’ll never take it off!” Mary Elizabeth giggled with delight as he put it on her wrist. It was the most beautiful bracelet she had ever seen. It was so well made, it looked like the real thing. But she … Continue reading
She came and left like the wind, She would circle high, swoop and descend, In a whirlwind she would appear, She could be far, yet in an instant, near. Under sunny skies, she sat on eggs, Under mist and fog, … Continue reading
In my solitude I pray, The pain is so crippling, so I lay, The softness of the sheets touch my skin, There is an excruciating fire that burns from within. Jesus knows me well. To his Father I pray, So … Continue reading
I was sitting on a park bench some years ago, enjoying a nice summer day while taking a break from a hospital visit. I don’t remember why I was there, but there was a lovely park across the street and … Continue reading
You’ve seen it going passed by you at a snail’s pace, You’ve snarled your lip at the humped over state, You didn’t see her face, for around her, an air of despair, You never ever acknowledge the invisible wheelchair. The … Continue reading
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