I have spent the past two days going through scraps of paper in my Aunt Betty’s house. As she moves closer to the fullness of life beyond this temporary body, going through her things seems an invasion of privacy. Yet, I have learned a lot in these past two days. Going through scraps of paper … Continue reading Scraps of Paper
Resurrection Day
Whispers on the Wind
For the first time ever, there were no Easter baskets at my house today. There will be no celebratory meal either. I didn’t buy a special dress. Before the dawn, I dressed in blue jeans and a sweat shirt, grabbed a coat, chairs, and blankets and headed for the hills. As we climbed, the full … Continue reading Whispers on the Wind
