What I Know at 60

I just turned 60. I know a few things. Jesus loves me — this I know, for the Bible tells me so. It was true then. It’s true now. Black is slimming, but it can only do so much. There’s not much better than having a good sister. Unless it’s having three. The sound ofContinue reading “What I Know at 60”

Tend the New Growth

I’ve always liked typewriters. When I was growing up on Hampshire Drive, we had a vintage Underwood typewriter in our basement. Around the same time that I fell head-over-heels in love with books, I decided that I should be a writer so I could weave tapestries of words like the authors I was fangirling over.Continue reading “Tend the New Growth”

So…Then What?

Slight disclaimer: 1) I promise not to keep bringing up George Bailey in every post. I find meaning in a few iconic American movies, and he showed up here, again; 2) I’m sorry if you’re not familiar with the plots of the movies I’m referencing, but they’re iconic, so… ; 3) I don’t currently knowContinue reading “So…Then What?”