Dear Anne, I spent the last week on my couch, hopped up on Sudafed, near death nursing a bad cold. It couldn’t have hit at a worse time. Don’t those dastardly rhinoviruses (rhinoviri?) know I have things to do? I have presents to buy, halls to deck, cookies to bake, guest rooms to fix, not… Continue reading Wait For It! Keeping the Advent Season With a Little Help From NyQuil and an iPhone
Dear Anne, We will have an empty seat at the table this Thanksgiving, since we lost hubby’s father in April, and losing Barney just last month leaves an empty space under the table, too. And while it’s not in the same league, my oven just broke, days before the biggest cooking marathon of the year—a… Continue reading Christmas, Wait Your Turn—Celebrating Thanksgiving With a Grateful Heart
Dear Anne, Today hubby and I celebrate our 30th wedding anniversary. Which is weird since I’m in my 40’s. What? I’m not? Well, if I’m a bit unrealistic about the passage of time, pondering this milestone has made me realize a few things about the institution in which we find ourselves committed. While you pointed… Continue reading Thirty Years and Counting—A Marriage Story
Dear Anne, Almost four years ago, my mom gave me a great gift. She moved out of my childhood home in Virginia and into a retirement community near me in Pennsylvania, giving us more time with her and fewer worries about her health and safety. Along with that gift, came another one—Grandma’s standard poodle, Barney,… Continue reading The Greatest, Weirdest, Gift–And a Dog’s Goodbye
Dear Anne, What’s better than a college football weekend in the South? This weekend we were in Clemson, where the football is great and the tailgating is even better. It’s been said that in the South college football is almost a religion, and you certainly can’t deny the fans’ passion. And when you think about… Continue reading Are You Ready For Some Football?
Dear Anne, On our first night in Spain, in the village of La Seu D’Urgell high in the Pyrenees, hubby and I stumbled upon a local festival (where those devil robes would have come in handy, but that’s another post) and managed to sit next to one of the few English speakers in town. Over… Continue reading Living Life–The Pilgrim Way
Dear Anne, You know I believe in God winks, not coincidences, right? Well, this weekend He gave me a wink that even my jet-lagged self couldn’t miss. Because my body was still on Spanish time (we landed Saturday afternoon), I was up much earlier than usual Sunday morning. Because hubby picked up a stomach bug… Continue reading Man Plans, God Winks