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See You Down the Road

See You Down the Road

Dave stood in the threshold, waving with his right hand and propping the screen door open with his left. I was sitting behind the steering wheel of my Jeep, leaning over to wave through the passenger window. A wordless affection passed between us. My heart ached as I...
A Long, Uneven Walk

A Long, Uneven Walk

Aside from playing catch and riding in the car, our dog Gracie enjoys taking walks more than anything. She loves the exercise, the sights, the smells. Especially the smells. But what she likes best of all is that we’re doing it together. Again and again she smiles up...
Picking Up the Pieces

Picking Up the Pieces

Some friends of mine had taken the long drive to visit the Deep South state in which they had grown up and from which they had long departed. They glided past featureless fields, abandoned and derelict farmhouses, shuttered main streets, and flat expanses of red clay...
What Do We Do With This Sorrow?

What Do We Do With This Sorrow?

Walking through the halls of a skilled care facility, I passed by a man and a woman huddled close together in one of the corners of a common area. The woman sat serenely in a wheelchair, smiling vacantly at the man. The man—her husband I assumed—had placed a small...
Show Up and Look Alert

Show Up and Look Alert

Eighty percent of life is showing up. Some give Woody Allen credit for the quip. A Google search will give you a few variants. The word order changes. You’ll find “success” substituted for “life.” One of my pastoral care mentors taught me her...