Travel Journal: TSA

Travel Journal: TSA

March Slice of Life No. 6. Travel Journal — You can’t make this stuff up! I am at Gate A22, waiting to board my last flight, PHX to PDX. Travelers are beginning the first steps of the boarding dance, pushing in toward the ropes that define the boarding lanes....
The Earth Moved

The Earth Moved

March Slice of Life No. 5. Tell a story in six words, that’s the task. The earth moved, but we stayed.–I wrote this in 2016 after a 7.8 earthquake struck my son’s city in Ecuador. {Notice the juxtaposition. See my tips below.} Portoviejo,...
Six Words

Six Words

March Slice of Life No. 4. Write a story in six words, that’s the task.Here are a few drafts. Thrilled, they screamed themselves into oblivion.Twisting and turning, they screamed fearlessly.Soaring, twisting, diving upchucked his lunch.It rose; it dove, then...
Inhale. Exhale.

Inhale. Exhale.

March Slice of Life No. 3. Early Sunday morning . . . Sounds like a distant train whistle floating over the hush of my world at rest Smells like the darkness of coffee in my favorite mug, warming my hands Tastes like crisp bacon and a slice rustic bread toasted to a...
It’s a Draft

It’s a Draft

I was over on Molly’s blog the other day . . . She was sharing about her uneasiness in signing up for #SOLC19. Her words resonated with me and I commented — . . . I will be posting a lot of rough drafts. Perhaps I will “stamp” them “Rough...
Where’s the Snow?

Where’s the Snow?

March Slice of Life No. 1#PoetryFriday On the valley floor, we’ve had pitifully little snow this winter. So when it was forecast off and on the past two weeks, a certain anticipation filled the air. Finally, on Tuesday, it began to snow. On Thursday, as I...
You, Me, without Love

You, Me, without Love

I’ve said it beforeAnd it’s still true . . .I don’t know what I’d do without you. Happy Valentine’s Dayto the woman who isand always will bethe best thing thatever happened to me.–verse from my Valentine You know that moment when...
Grow Lovely, Growing Old

Grow Lovely, Growing Old

Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in his hand who saith, ‘A whole I planned, youth shows but half;’Trust God: See all, nor be afraid! Robert Browning On Monday . . . I read a blog...
Evidence on the Box

Evidence on the Box

Slice of Life. I.I placed a plate of thin apple slices and salty tortilla chips on the table and sat down across from him. Sliding to the edge of his seat he stretched his legs downward until his feet touch the floor. Perched with just the right balance so the chair...
Forever

Forever

I Corinthians 13 Happy Valentine’s Day! Today is a day to celebrate love. A day to speak of our love. A day to share tokens of our love. So, what exactly is love? Is there a universal definition? One that fits all our varied relationships? What words can...