Imperfectly Perfect
My Grandma Charlotte’s favorite song was “Smile” by Nat King Cole. I had forgotten all about it until last night and it suddenly popped into my... Continue reading…
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My Grandma Charlotte’s favorite song was “Smile” by Nat King Cole. I had forgotten all about it until last night and it suddenly popped into my... Continue reading…
It breaks my heart to think of how my wordsmith son with an English degree couldn’t form words to express his grief, yet I empathize.... Continue reading…
I didn’t always wear glasses. I spent most of my life being able to see clearly. Up close, far away, day or night. I could see just... Continue reading…
As we are now in the days after Easter, I try to wrap my head around what it was like for the disciples as Jesus was about to leave them and return to Heaven... Continue reading…