The Day the Dogwoods Didn't Bloom

There are three flowering dogwood trees in our backyard here in Virginia. On the morning my father died five years ago, I walked outdoors...

Greeting Ourselves

Just about every other Thursday, between 4pm and 5pm, I can expect a phone call from one of my most trusted friends, calling from her...

Holding Room

Someone I love very much will be having surgery in a couple of weeks. She has designated me as her person – the one who will drive her to...

The Drop-In

The first thing most people notice when they see our backyard is the miniature skateboard park. We have an area near our back fence with...

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