Thirty Seconds

[I've been encouraging my youngest daughter to write to her mom when she misses her and it seems to help.  She read some of the things in her journal to me today and I thought, "Why not?"  There are lessons in this letter I wrote to Laura though I don't come right out and say [...]

I am writing this in a notebook that’s been laying on my dresser for the past several months.  (Funny how it’s my dresser now…it used to be ours.)  The first page…the only one with writing on it until now…is a penciled schedule of pain meds that we were giving Laura just days before she died.  [...]

There is a different kind of Christmas happening just 2 doors down from mine. It’s one of those lonely shut-in kinds that we’d rather not think about…especially during the Holiday season. I visited my 85 year old neighbor…I’ll call her Ruth…for the very first time since we moved into “the hood” about 6 years ago. [...]

[After I wrote this I realized it was sort of a prayer.  Hmmm...go figure.  I don't pray anymore...] Dear God… I know that you never give us more than we can handle.  I know that I can handle this…but sometimes I wonder why it’s as hard as it is.  My life is so easy compared [...]