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What We Hope For When I said, “I do,” on my wedding day, I had no idea what was up ahead. I only knew what I hoped for; to be understood, to be cherished and not abandoned. Did I get what I wanted? Yes, I did, and a whole lot more. But these hopes did…

Running What are our symptoms of running from life? For me a sure sign of running from my life is an interior restlessness. I know that something within me is amiss, but tending to it with any intention to listen only causes me to fear the answer to the question, “What will I find?” Consequently,…

Siblings While growing up, I did not value, cherish or relish my siblings; I only learned how to live among them and stay out of their way. The oldest, a brother, was ten when I was born and by the time I became aware of his presence, he was a teenager with hairy legs.  The…

Forget-Get-Me-Nots Almost twenty years ago, my husband and I attended a wedding and came home with a packet of Forget-Me-Nots. The bride, the daughter of friends of ours, was thinking ahead. Giving out these packets of Forget-Me-Nots was a very wise thing for her to do. In essence, she wanted all of her wedding guests…