My two-year-old daughter was missing. I’d been sitting in a lawn chair under the Georgia pines that summer morning while I watched her play in the driveway and must have dozed off again. I ran around the yard and through the house and back outside calling for her—not too loud because I didn’t want to […]
About hope and Haiti and purpose in later years.
Whoever decided small critters were good for older people? When I bent down to pick up the littlest dog during the morning rush, something in my left lower back went awry. After I’d deposited the oldest grand-girl at the school curb and returned home, I cranked the shower up hotter than hot and let the […]