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Why Bother To Remember The Front Porch Swing? Growing up in the Midwest in the 1960s, if a house had a front porch, it most likely also had a front porch swing. But unlike swings on a swing set, the front porch swing had a bench seat made to hold two or three people at…

    Why Bother With Love? Easter is quite the holiday. For some it means spring break from school, new shoes and clothes, a ham dinner, chocolate bunnies or hunting for hidden colored eggs. But before there ever was a holiday called Easter to celebrate, there was betrayal, envy, false accusations, mocking, scourging, an earthquake,…

  Why Bother To Take Yourself Less Seriously? When I was in fifth grade, my teacher, Sister George, pinned the letters that spelled out “whatever is worth doing is worth doing well” on the bulletin board in our classroom. I took those words to heart and for a long time afterward, no matter the task,…

  Why Bother To Be Thankful? As a public school teacher, I teach more than reading, writing, and arithmetic. I also instruct my students in social graces; no shoving in line, and don’t chew with your mouth open, along with emotional awareness; be kind to each other, and respect one another. Recently, our topic of…