Dear Susan, Back in the day, when I was warping young minds in religious ed, I invented the fire and water game. This was part of our sacrament unit. I would read out a statement about baptism (water) or confirmation (fire) and the kids would hold up a picture of flames or a water droplet,… Continue reading Saving the Choice Wine: Lessons in the Napa Fires
Dear Susan, Have you ever been someplace that took you so far out of reality that you found it hard to re-enter real life? Apart from Spain? Sometimes, I think we get a glimpse of heaven here on earth, in terms we can understand. You may not think of Universal and Walt Disney World as… Continue reading Locked Out of Heaven?
Dear Susan, The devil is in the details. Or in this case, the devil robes. Let me back up. For me, September has become the month of watching all my empty-nester friends’ trips to Europe on Facebook. They drop the last kid at college, wax poetical about the pain of their young offspring leaving… Continue reading Traveling Lightly
Dear Susan, The vultures on the roof greeted us as we pulled up. When we evacuated Houston over a week ago, I was so grateful that we had a place to go, my in-laws’ house in Bastrop, just outside of Austin. My mother-in-law sent me a text to warn me that two vultures had set… Continue reading Shelter From the Storm
Dear Susan, The August Curse. That’s the term our friend, Sharon, uses for all the tragedies that end up interwoven with our birthday celebrations in August. Growing up, the Jerry Lewis telethon always seemed to be playing in the background of my party, and it was no surprise to hear of his passing yesterday. Of,… Continue reading The Light in August
Dear Susan, What a long, strange trip it’s been. As I write, it is Day 18 of the Great Summer Road Trip. I was actually home for a few hours to drop off kids and pick up a case of wine (fair trade?) but I don’t think that counts. That was just re-fueling. We were… Continue reading It Is Good That We Are Here: The Transfiguring Power of the Road Trip
Dear Susan, “Oh no, dear Lord, not again.” My husband has walked into our bedroom at an inconvenient time. Colin Firth, in his dripping wet shirt, is heading towards Pemberly and Elizabeth Bennet in the BBC’s 1995 adaptation of Pride and Prejudice. When we first married, Ted had never heard of Pride and Prejudice. Now… Continue reading Truths Universally Acknowledged – Jane Austen’s Prayers and Prejudices