“Mom, I want to be a soldier,” Danny said as he climbed from the sandbox. His miniature army, scattered about the sand dunes and valleys, had won a great victory against the bent twigs from the neighboring tree. As I brushed the sand from his clothes and helped him gather his troops, I thought …
I am at the time in my life where I should be settled. I am supposed to have dug in my heels, planted my feet down in one spot and grown roots. I am supposed to have figured out where, and what, home is. I have never felt “home”. Home has always been my mother’s …
I always wondered what it would be like to live in the same town forever. To know that my parents, grandparents, and all my ancestors had lived in the same town since the town was first born. The cycle was broken with my parents who moved a great deal when we were young, about every …
It is funny, you know, but as I was standing at my kitchen sink the other day feeling anger and frustration over some petty thing, I began thinking about the last time I baked bread. I forget the type of bread that it was, but I remember the smell. I remember how the aroma drifted …