Somebody’s Daughter

A young girl wakes to a predawn morning.  Within minutes she’s warming herself by the farmhouse’s fireplace.  Today promises to be an ordinary day, spent for the most part on chores and schoolwork.  If she works diligently she’ll have time to read down by the creek under her favorite old oak tree.  Life is good…

My Mother I Didn’t Recognize

Recently, I came to an unexpected and intensified awareness of a beauty I have known my whole life.  I suppose we are all likely guilty of taking our blessings for granted, those beautiful life provisions that we’ve grown used to.  I try to keep appropriate stores of awe and gratitude to guard against such things….