short musings and podcast transcripts
This week, my mother started chemo again for the third time, and it’s scary and not something I can control. In addition to that, there’s lots of everyday worries and changes that I’m trying to keep up with…trying to do my best. At times lately, it feels like I’m treading water. Today, I had to…
I looked a beat too long at a young mother and her baby boy at Market Basket yesterday. She was settling him into the seat, and sweet talking in his ear. She might have been me sixteen years ago. She looked up and smiled, and I apologized, explaining that I sometimes really miss those days. We talked…
Imagine a day when it all stops. Your busy-ness, your worries, your challenges, your accomplishments, your fears, your routines, your possessions, any title ever given to you. Gone. What is left is love. A bright warm light surrounds and envelopes you, and those who have gone before you approach with love and joy in their eyes.…