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There’s this wooden swing outside our sliding door. It’s where I meet with God. I step outside and take my place, slowly swing, sip my tea, listen to music and wait. This morning was the first time in weeks sitting on the swing because of how cold and rainy it’s been. But today was aContinue reading “Sitting Still: A Dose of Peace”

When I step outside for a morning walk, I am surprised to see that the ground is wet. I had heard that it was going to rain but didn’t realize it had already come sometime when we were asleep. Silent and unsuspecting, the rain fell to the ground and covered the land, the buildings, theContinue reading “The Evidence of Rain”

A Saturday in July was when an unexpected friend sent me a song. She is a shop owner who procures the most beautiful children’s clothing that hang on clothespins up above like fresh prints delicately hanging to dry. Our first encounter entailed a few bags of clothes that Olive had outgrown and were ready toContinue reading “An Unexpected Friendship”

This morning I almost couldn’t get out of bed. I wanted to spring out to greet the first day of the new year, but a thin layer of sadness kept me pinned under the covers and an image of staying in bed all day flashed through my mind. But no, I shook my head andContinue reading “The First Day of the New Year”

7.27.19 Saturday Dear Jane, Whenever I open our closet, I see the blush colored lace dress that I was to wear as your matron of honor for a wedding that never happened– a reminder of all the happy memories that I thought would be a given but now will never be.   Another dress you boughtContinue reading “Two Dresses”

Okay. It’s been six months since I wrote in this blog. I have been writing in my journal and elsewhere, but the words have been for me alone. Now I’m working on something that I hope to share one day. A lot has happened within these past six months. My younger sister passed away inContinue reading “New Mexico Sky, Part 2”

In the Korean historical drama, “Mr. Sunshine”, one of the opening scenes introduces its protagonist- a young slave boy of nine, carrying on his back a large bundle of sticks that towers above his small frame as he makes his way through a forest, back to his master’s house. He stops and looks steadily upContinue reading “New Mexico Sky”

Last weekend, we went to a jazz concert in the city. Tim’s friend had rallied together six couples to see a show on the first Saturday of 2019. Wayne Shorter was scheduled to perform but was ill and in his stead, his musical family came to play a tribute to his music. I wasn’t familiarContinue reading “Doing Life Like a Jazz Musician”