Aging Isn’t For Sissies

Thanksgiving 1986, we traveled to Sewanee, TN to see Jonathan’s family: parents, sisters, cousins, and a host of golden retrievers. Jonathan’s mom, Charlotte, always got an A+ on Thanksgiving. Her home was inviting, her turkey was perfect, she had mastered all the sides as well – always with what seemed like such ease.  But that

Gratitude And Surprise Joys

There seem to be a million things I love about summer weekends at the lake: the warm breezes, dogs swimming off the dock, grandkids swimming, skiing and jumping from the top. We soak up sunrises and sunsets like they are the first we’ve ever seen. But then we begin to notice the leaves of the Yellow