Death at a Distance

All my life, people have passed away either way too young or just old enough to have “had a good life.”  But like the miracle of birth, the mystery of death always happens in its own time.  It cares nothing about convenience or preparedness. No one ever asks me if I’m ready.  I was 13…

The Changing Season

My youngest graduated from high school last week. She spent the whole weekend at grad parties.  Hers isn’t until July; we like to drag out our celebrations.  The celebrating helps temper the feelings of apprehension, the fear of the unknown as she gets ready for college.  Yes, she’s excited about her next steps, but she…