Tonight, we are supposed to go out to see my friend Judy’s son perform at a dance club at 11 pm. This is to debut his new album, one which he – Alexander – has been working hard on for a while now. I want to support this boy’s hard work. I want to support…
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Saturday Afternoon in LA
The dogs are barking outside. It is mid-afternoon on a Saturday and the sky is blue. A helicopter just flew by and I can now hear its engine fading as it heads off to the west. Bach’s Brandenburg concerto is playing and Ray is rattling dishes in the kitchen. My fifteen-year-old student, Cameron, is here…
A Call from a Sick Friend
Ray and I were sitting here playing a second game of Scrabble tonight when my cell phone rang. It was Ian, who is our friend and also our priest. It was already 7:45 and he is a notorious early-to-bedder. I was surprised to be getting a call. “Hello,” I said. “Len?” “Hey. What’s happening?” “I’m…
The Death of a Childhood Friend as I Turn 60
I learned today that my childhood friend, Cheryl Hicks, has died of a heart attack, just three weeks before her 60th birthday. I went from first grade through twelfth with Cheryl and spent a good amount of time at her home growing up. I haven’t seen her in a long time, but she is one…
A Miracle Today at the DMV
Today, I learned there really is a God. He shone his glory down upon me the minute I walked into the DMV to renew my driver’s license. Granted I had set up an appointment online for 9:30, but I’ve done that before and still waited 2 hours. Today, I was prepared for the same. I…
A Breakfast Celebration + a Recipe for Ricotta Cheese Waffles
We had a breakfast celebration for Liz today for her birthday. We had ricotta cheese waffles with real maple syrup, turkey sausage, scrambled eggs, freshly squeezed orange juice and coffee. The table was set with a tablecloth, napkins and candles. We had a fire burning in the fireplace all at 7: 30 am. We had…
January 16th: Elizabeth’s Birthday!
Today I have been thinking about Liz’s birth back in 1986. How I had gone to the midwife on the morning of the 15th and declared, “I just need to have this baby,” even though my due date was two weeks away. I don’t know if it was the “I can’t stand being pregnant another second”…
My Mother and Her Pain
“Please don’t share our family tragedy,” my mother whispered to me while we stood in church together in Pottsboro, Texas in 1990. I understood what she was saying to me. “Please don’t tell these people. I can’t bear to deal with this right now.” Tragedy was not too strong of a word. We had just…
Delayed Trip
We have delayed our trip back to CA because we have had so much to do. Also, because it has been raining along our route either through El Paso or Flagstaff. Alas, it is now 12:34 am and we are still not ready to go. We have lots of work to do in the morning…
Flash Fiction: ‘Tis the Gift to be Simple
Janet wasn’t sure why life seemed so complicated these days. Maybe it had to do with the way the wind was always blowing, tossing her short gray hair this way and that, and reminding her of happier times before Chet died. Chet, her husband of 35 years, who woke up one day and said he…
20 Minutes a Day 