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I saw the school bus picking up some neighbor kids last week.  There are leaves on our maple tree that are turning yellow.  Summer is almost over, and I hate to see it end.  This has been a summer of growth and dreams and so much beauty.  It’s also been a summer of learning.  These are just a few of …

When I saw the movie “Moonstruck” as a teenager, I fell in love with opera. “Moonstruck,” in short, is about mismatched lovers, the effect of the moon on said lovers, and the opera. In the movie, when the character played by Cher is watching “La Bohème,” she is moved to tears when the most beautiful aria in the opera is …

When I was a teenager, my parents took our family on a trip to Prince Edward Island, Canada—the setting of the “Anne of Green Gables” books.  This was the Holy Grail of trips for our family, as we were all Anne fans, having listened to Mom read the whole series to us and most of us having read them on …

Terrorism in Barcelona.  Threats from North Korea.  The horror in Charlottesville.  This last week has given me a heartbreaking glimpse into the minds and hearts of people that I wish I could unsee and cannot.  I close my eyes and see the Nazi flag being raised.  I see the KKK marching and the Confederate flag being used as a symbol …

I had supper with my mom last night—just the two of us, because our men were out of town at a golfing tournament.  We talked about everything from current events to the problems and joys in our own lives.  I thought about how blessed I was, to sit with my mom at the table, look into her eyes, and talk. …

I was watching a documentary last night on the death of Prince, and I heard one of the commentators say, “I always thought he was too smart to get hooked on drugs.”  And I’ve been thinking about that comment all day.  Prince died of an accidental overdose of fentanyl.  I was addicted to fentanyl for ten years.  So, according to …

My parents were high school sweethearts—they met and eventually married in the small town we live in now.  After they were married, they moved to the city and raised us kids.  When my dad retired, he and my mom moved back to this town and bought and renovated the house that my dad and his family had lived in back …

Monty and I had a difficult and somewhat heartbreaking situation to deal with last Saturday night.  Afterwards, we had a two and a half hour drive home.  So we talked about it, trying to make sense of the insensible—trying to apply ration to the irrational.  I cried.  Monty’s engineer’s mind tried to find solutions.  And finally, we just drove in …

“This little light of mine; I’m gonna let it shine. . . “ I loved this song when I was a little girl.  We sang it in Sunday school, and I loved the hand motions that went along with it.  We’d cup our hands around an imaginary candle as if we were protecting the most precious light in the world.  When …