Dear Anne, Last week I was in one of the most beautiful places in the world, the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. But instead of days filled with hiking, I spent a good chunk of my time there in a windowless, concrete-floored room the size of an airplane hanger, surrounded by enough bridge players to… Continue reading From Ashes to Ashes–To New Life
Dear Susan, Yesterday, Ted and I set an appointment to speak with each other. Yes, it’s gotten that extreme. With a husband who travels frequently, spends the majority of his day on conference calls, and whose voicemail is always full, it can sometimes be hard to get a little face time with the one you… Continue reading Hey La, Hey La, My Boyfriend’s Back: The Case for Boyfriend Jesus
Dear Anne, Did you hear God cancelled spring up here? Winter doesn’t want to end–honestly, it feels more like January the 83rd than early April. We’ve had four snowy nor-easters in four weeks, days and days of cold rain and a lingering grey malaise even the groundhog didn’t forecast. The daffodils that should have bloomed… Continue reading We Are an Easter People–Even When it’s Snowing?
Dear Susan, As you have experienced, our house is divided into two separate kingdoms: Upper and Lower Slobovia. Lower Slobovia I can handle. It comprises the rooms I am in the most: my bedroom, the kitchen, dining room, laundry room, living room, my husband’s office (caution: there be monsters here). Upper Slobovia you enter at… Continue reading Facing the Upper Room(s)