At a loss for words…
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…
Category: love
Focus on my father…
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…
Loving back words…
When I was defrocking my mother’s home this past weekend, I came across some plaques that some of us had … Continue reading Loving back words…
Lessons from My Mother: Time, Love, and Wisdom
A tribute to my mother, a woman of excellence As my siblings and I rifled through my mother’s belongings this … Continue reading Lessons from My Mother: Time, Love, and Wisdom
Memories my mother never mentioned…
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…
This is love…
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…
I am Sara–without an “h” …
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” …
No can do “No Whine Wednesday”…
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”…
When did I become an old fogie?
Seriously. I am sitting in a hotel room in the dark, tapping, tapping at my keyboard (thought I was going … Continue reading When did I become an old fogie?
When work feels like play…
Today I have the privilege to attend a conference that will help me lead my school through the accreditation process. … Continue reading When work feels like play…
“…but what I do have I give you”
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”
No longer worrying that “it could happen to me”…
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”…
Mom’s move to memory care…
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…
Saying goodbye to a colleague…
but not to a friendship… It wasn’t until my dad died that I realized he was the glue that held … Continue reading Saying goodbye to a colleague…
Like a pedicure in winter…
When asked what I wanted for my birthday in August, I said “just a pedicure” and got the go ahead … Continue reading Like a pedicure in winter…
Mom for a week…
“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…
The real reason I’m thankful…
Truth be told, the real reason I’m thankful at Thanksgiving is that it comes only once a year. Don’t get … Continue reading The real reason I’m thankful…
The gift of song…
I wish I could call my dad on the phone today and sing him “Happy Birthday!” the way he and … Continue reading The gift of song…
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