May 19, 2020

Plant Something! 

Guess what I’m going to do this afternoon? I’m going to buy flowers! I’m going to suit up in my mask and garden gloves and head over to the green house not far from here and pick me out red geraniums, tons of them. I might even buy another rose bush. M...

May 13, 2020

Before the Pandemic

The photos here are of my sweet daughter-in-law. She, my son and their four daughters are living with me at the moment while their new house is being built. During this pandemic, Sarah has taken on the responsibility of ordering our groceries and pic...

May 4, 2020

Speak their name

We find ourselves in uncertain times. For weeks now we’ve been quarantined away from our own lives, and it is getting old, very old. However, I’m sure you have found like I have, that not all is unpleasant. Some have reconnected as families. Some have h...

April 28, 2020

According to Webster’s Dictionary, the word ‘zoom’ means to skyrocket, rise, shoot up, take off, whiz, whoosh, zip, and go fast. In this day and age, the meaning is way more personal. To zoom means, a gathering place, a conference room, a front porch visit.

It’s gone fr...

April 21, 2020

I celebrated my 69th birthday last week. It was a costume party, of sorts, with face masks and rubber gloves. T

April 14, 2020

Who will we be afterwards?

Easter Sunday came and went. As so many have said and written about, this was one for the books. Empty churches everywhere. For many, this type of holiday is the only time they do go to church; like Christmas, those who believe in Jesus give H...

April 7, 2020


Hello. My name is Deb. I am a writer who had stopped writing for almost a year. Rejection of one’s work is tough. After a particularly disappointing, “Thanks, but no thanks,” I lost my writing pepper. I just didn’t have the heart anymore, or so I thought. Bu...

October 23, 2019

After . . .

“The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,

Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour a
way the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.”


October 8, 2019

the Vigil- the period of keeping awake during the time usually spent asleep, especially to keep watch or pray

(Photo: My Beautiful Mama.)

The illness of my mother has spurred me back to journaling or blogging, if you will. The way I blog, it seems closer to a journal ent...

September 30, 2019

Holy Ground

Mom has been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and I have been taking care of her for about a month now. You may have heard me describe this journey as a Holy Ground experience. It has dawned on me, though, that some of you may not know what I’m talking about...

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