by Deb Farris | Jun 19, 2022 | Family, Musings
Sometimes hiding away In a day’s tasks and in trusting, I live beside you unaware, When as if the pulse of blood in my veins You come so vividly into my thoughts, A gust of cool mountain air, patches of sunlight, where yesterday was clouded, cold, I realize, once...
by Deb Farris | Mar 26, 2022 | Family, Musings
It was Saturday morning, March 26, 2016, when the phone rang as I was making coffee. “Debbie,” my dad said. “I can’t find my new mattress protector.” He had just bought a new bed. I was thrilled. At eighty-six, he seemed confident he’d be around a while. And of course...
by Deb Farris | Jun 23, 2018 | Memoir, Musings, Poetry
I place my notebook down on the table, then pick it up again, to lay it back down. I walk away and walk back, passing it by only to return. The words inside are scrambled, my mind spins a yolk–an embryo of thoughts all stuck together. Then it finally occurs to...
by Deb Farris | May 28, 2018 | Greater Good, Musings
“And they who for their country die shall fill an honored grave, for glory lights the soldier’s tomb, and beauty weeps the brave.” – Joseph Drake This story was originally posted on my blog Sunday’s with Dad for Memorial Day, 2015 Just past Sturgeon Bay, Wisconsin...
by Deb Farris | Feb 11, 2017 | Musings
My father’s hands wore away the front and back covers of his Bible. The binding is cracked and if he were still around, I know that he’d eventually have it rebound. He took good care of his books. But I like it the way it is. If I’m not careful, the leather...
