Lindsey Thompson April 17 at 9:06 PM My mask was soaking wet today. Not with sweat like it usually is. (Well, maybe a little) It was wet with tears. It was soaking wet [Read more...]
My son lives in Malibu. I know, tough right? I sent him to college in California knowing in my mother’s heart I’d never get him back. But no matter how hard I hold on to what I know, life marches [Read more...]
I perched tall on the cushioned pew, trying to focus, warbling a hymn of love. The cross projected heroic on the screen, pierced my heart while I gazed silent rapt. Then a phone Brrrrings [Read more...]
It reminded me of my first nervous day of seventh grade, a new school, seas of strangers congregated in pods, then swarmed with haste less the bell catch them late. Shy and unsure, I kept to myself, [Read more...]
Red River sunset 2016 In that dimly lit room two thousand years ago, The terror was real. I picture a small, shuttered space, claustrophobic as they huddle together, hiding in fear [Read more...]