November 24, 2019

A Sunday Story that turned into a poem. 

I'm glad to know it's not just my story.

But also sorry to know that too.


I walk around and look at walls

try to decide if they are good enough

if I am. 

There are dents lines and cracks


November 10, 2019

Another Sunday Story that was painful to write, but true.

She takes my hand, quietly and gently pulls me along, not like my other mothers who always grabbed me so hard and yelled and accused then gave me away.

It does’t make any difference though.  No matter how kind she...

November 3, 2019

Another Sunday Story.  

I've read this about eight times and every time I've cried at the end.

Even though I have never once experienced anything even resembling this.

Or so I think.


September 22, 2019

A Sunday Story that is a hybrid of the stories of friends, my own story, and something I overheard at Panera!

”I mean, I’m good for a while, but then it just seems like something happens, almost like a switch going off somewhere in my brain or my body or maybe it’s even...

August 11, 2019

Another Sunday Story.  Told to me by many.

…..and then something snaps and Ellen throws the phone across the room, just hurls it hard like a baseball, where it hits the wall across from her and leaves a ghastly mark before it falls to the floor.  

And then she does too....

July 28, 2019

Another heartbreaking story.  Be grateful today.

I wake up with the sun, but there is no light. It is dark, cloudy. The air is damp as I try to lift myself slowly from the couch, sore and heavy. I look at the mantel, but my eyes don’t stay long there. 

My eyes do no...

July 7, 2019

It's been a long time since I shared a Sunday Story, but it's been a long time since I have had one to write.  This one. This one really needed to be written and very much needs to be read.  Every story does. But this one too!

I hold the photo in my...

April 15, 2019

A Sunday story on a Monday. This comes from two stories put together. And it's sad, because you can start over, but most of us just really don't know how.

Eight days ago we were walking in the woods when she said to me, “We can’t be married anymore can we?”

She said it j...

March 31, 2019

Great spiritual leaders keep saying this.  Over and over they say it.  In writings they say it, and in spoken words.  They say it succinctly sometimes and other times it is more verbose. But every time it is the same.

And every time we want to resist it.


March 24, 2019


How often do you find yourself holding regret....twisting and turning it in your hands so that you can see your mistakes and make your judgments from every angle?  Are you holding something from yesterday, last week, years ago?  Do you know that it is time to let it...

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