I sit in the hallway outside of my daughter’s room. It is late and the floor uncomfortable, but the little nightlight that she holds is moving, so I know her eyes are still on me. When her room is dark,…
By Sherma-Jacqueline Felix I remember dropping my daughter off at Children’s Church on Mother’s Day, every year while she was a toddler, knowing that when I picked her up after the adult service, she would be proudly clutching the Mother’s Day…
I slumped in my deck chair; my eyes level with the bowl of the metal bird bath. It was a pleasant view covered as it was with a greenish patina on the metal. I had filled it with fresh water…
By Robin Gilbert Luftig Picking the perfect Mother’s Day card has always been a challenge for me. I can spend hours at the card shop reading about, “You’ve been the best influence ever” or “You’re my best friend.” All beautiful…
By Bonnie Fair “You have to decide what kingdom it is you belong to, what kingdom you serve.” It appeared like a flash of red out of the corner of my eye and then it was gone. It belonged though…