Random thoughts on this day after Thanksgiving…
‘Twas the day after Thanksgiving, and all through the house, not a creature is stirring. Except me and my cat. … Continue reading Random thoughts on this day after Thanksgiving…
‘Twas the day after Thanksgiving, and all through the house, not a creature is stirring. Except me and my cat. … Continue reading Random thoughts on this day after Thanksgiving…
All my thankfulness went out of Thanksgiving when I started cooking the turkey. The first few years of my marriage, … Continue reading Breast up? I fail at Thanksgiving…
I was a latchkey kid. Daily, my sister and I biked home from school to an empty house, let ourselves … Continue reading How I knew my mother loved me…
I know Cotton (yes, a capital C) calls itself “the fabric of our lives” and has been using that campaign … Continue reading The real fabric of our lives…
Most people call me a saint. Nineteen years ago I married a widow and his four children. At the time, … Continue reading A mere nineteen years ago…
When my mother was first diagnosed with dementia, she had word-finding and organizational issues; now she has people-placing and event-remembering … Continue reading At a loss for words…
My husband made it a practice of naming his children only after he saw them face to face, and so … Continue reading Focus on my father…
As my siblings and I rifled through my mother’s belongings this weekend, distributing what held value to each one of … Continue reading Praising a woman of excellence…
Between the ages of 6 and 19, I moved often. When I was in fourth grade, my family lived in … Continue reading Memories my mother never mentioned…
More than a dirty door that could use a fresh coat of paint, I saw love in the pair of sunglasses … Continue reading This is love…
In desperation (and knowing I had but a few moments to write today), I thought I would try responding to … Continue reading I am Sara–without an “h” …
Mid-chapel service on Tuesday, our headmaster called out, “Mrs. Dagen, could we add to tomorrow’s announcements that we are not … Continue reading No can do “No Whine Wednesday”…
One day Peter and John were going up to the temple at the time of prayer—at three in the afternoon. 2 Now a … Continue reading “…but what I do have I give you”
I’ve been reading the book of Job with my literature students recently, and we all agree that we wouldn’t want … Continue reading No longer worrying that “it could happen to me”…
My mom became a perfect square this year: 81. I envisioned throwing a Pinterest-worthy birthday party, where we decorated in … Continue reading Mom’s move to memory care…
“A gray head is a crown of glory; it is found in the way of righteousness” (Proverbs 16:31, NASB). I … Continue reading Mom for a week…