There is nothing to writing. Just sit down at a typewriter and bleed. Ernest Hemingway
Being a member of the LDS church is living as a member in a worldwide community. No matter where you go, you find members with an immediate connection of established values. Those members become your resource for friendships and relationships. They become a network for your children to befriend. A “safe” house you feel comfortable …
My sister asked that I come and help her transition out of this life. So that is what I did.
It wasn’t a swoosh. Even with several inches of freshly fallen snow, I could hear the fight between metal and ice. The ice was winning. I could tell because of the sharp piercing slide. A warning, DANGER AHEAD or in my case, behind.
We watch her chest slowly rise and fall and then stop. We freeze. Tears spring to our eyes. Silence deafens us. Our faces crumble. Our lips quiver and our hearts break. We hesitantly look at each other.
And then she breaths again.
Continued from COVID SURVIVOR (part 3) When I was a child, my parents, two sisters, and I built a cabin in the California redwoods. Mostly it was my father and his best friend, Al Guerin. It is on a 1/4 acre hill lot. The cabin sits high, so you feel like you are in a …
Continued from part 4 I’ve been home for over a week now. Every day I try to do something to get my strength back. It is difficult. Chris is slowly recovering as well. One day I changed the sheets. I yelled a lot at Chris. He looked scared.The next day I cleaned the bathroom.The next …
Chapter 1 Song and Dance “Papa, is Zia Lita a witch?”Angelina asks quietly, but not quiet enough. The afternoon meal eaten out back at the summer table is a noisy family affair. Angelina’s question stops the chatter. Next to Papa, Mama’s tiny hands stop in mid air along with the forks and spoons of …
Saturday, Ciera and I watched Pride and Prejudice for her birthday. My girls and I kind of like that movie. It went along with what I’ve been thinking a lot about lately. This thing called love. And I readily admit I am a little slow on the uptake so forgive me, but…. My thoughts begin …
I am teaching my daughter to drive. She has not been in a hurry, but last month I heard about a really disturbing incident. I heard about a young girl who went to work. Her boss left an important work element (the life giving clipboard) at a local large warehouse store we shall call the …