Singing to free the hostage…
Writing about my “hostage situation” in McDonald’s made me think of my father’s week-long experience as a McDonald’s hostage — at least … Continue reading Singing to free the hostage…
Tag: dementia
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…
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…
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…
