My mother grew up in the hills of rural Tennessee. Opportunities were limited, especially for women. You married. Had children. Or found whatever work you
Month: July 2016
A short and loving message
I always pray before I write my blog posts. What would you have me write, God-Higher-Power? After all, I’m only the messenger. In these times
Angel in flight
Here is one of many stories — slightly revised from memory — that my father used to tell. Sometimes we are sent a messenger, unexpected