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“What is a Home?”

“What is a Home?”

My husband informed me that my blog is confusing at times because it’s not clear who’s talking (Dad or me). The reader has to figure out who’s saying what. I’m sorry about that—this is a work in progress. From now on, I will be clearer about...
Eggplant is Elegant

Eggplant is Elegant

I’m home for lunch today and I actually took time to stop writing and eat. Where do the hours in a day go? I buy an eggplant every so often with full intention of slicing it up and frying it with melted cheese and fresh tomato–Mom’s favorite. It...

Food Says It All

Like dance, to really enjoy writing, I need time and space. I’ve learned to fit it in around my work, my life, and not to think I need a different life in order to make it happen. In fact, the sense of urgency to get through something is probably exactly what I...
Whose Time Are You Running On?

Whose Time Are You Running On?

“I think about these things now,” Dad said. What he really said was how he wished he had gone back to Chicago to thank Hy Hammer in person for covering the cost of our family to go along with him on his fellowship to Europe. I’m sure Mom and Dad...
Right in Front of You

Right in Front of You

a/k/a Growing Roots Move forward. Be in the present moment. Live in the here and now they tell us. So why look back? I’m reminded of a sermon I heard years ago in which the pastor used this familiar analogy: “There once were two people riding in a wagon...

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