Reentry

I woke up with the word “reentry” on my mind. What did it mean? What was I supposed to do with it? A few months ago, I had the rich honor of sitting with Mary—along with her daughter; my dear friend Monica—a few days before her death. Mary was ninety-six years old and ready to go back […]

A Matter of Life or Death

Last month, I went to a funeral. The woman who died was the mother of a couple who are friends of mine. I say she was THEIR mother because even though she was Brian’s Mom, Stephi thought of her, treated her, and loved her as her own. I only got to know Jean in the […]