This is the first time I have been to my parents since Elijah met Jesus. This first time since we have needed to provide full time care for our father. Now it is time to go. Leaving is always hard. I miss home. Yet I will miss here. I have had so much fun with my dad. I always have. He has always, next to Jesus, been my hero. My farmer ranks right up there too. 2 Men who are so vastly different. Both have my heart. I wish dad would come with me to Vermont. But he won't. And really, it's not ... View Post
A Walk Through The Years
They ask if we can go out to lunch. I am not ready for that yet. They come to the house. These Teachers are not ones I have taught with. They are the teachers of my children. Relationships forged through years of conferences, class shows and a love of children. They come today to spend some time with this grieving mom. One brings pictures. They make my heart sing. The memories of time gone by They share of their adventures post teaching. It is good to spend time together. A friend of Elijah's sends a note. I am encouraged. I drive by the telephone pole, it ... View Post
The Beat of the Heart
Today is my parents Anniversary. It would have been their 47th. Last year we celebrated their 46th in the hospital at Brigham and Woman's. The doctors brought them a cake. . . honoring their years together as mom's life slipped slowly from her. . .I have said before, my parents relationship was NOT perfect. They fought, said hurtful things, threatened to break that vow they had once cherished. Yet, they stuck it out. They persevered. And it became beautiful. This year mom celebrates in Heaven. . .that perfect Bride of Christ. . . It was interesting to watch as dad's memory ... View Post
