Sometimes it takes all day to get nothing done. I am a list maker. As my day winds down to its close, I often make a list of things I need to do tomorrow. The list becomes longer and longer as I anticipate another day—a day when I’m not too tired or too distracted. I […]
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I was enjoying the freedom to be out and about. I decided to stop at the thrift store near my home. I carried my mask in case it was required. When I reached the door, I noticed that the masks required sign was gone. However, the clerks and some customers still wore them. The dressing
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The light in my kitchen is dim, creating a slightly depressed feeling. A thin sheet of plastic on the outside of the window blocks my sunshine. I hadn’t realized how much I depended on those rays of sunlight to brighten my day. I know that this is temporary. When the house painters are finished, the
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We were on our way to Idaho for a vacation when our doorbell rang. How did we know that? We have a ring doorbell. I looked at my phone and saw my young friend leave a white gift bag on my doorstep. I watched her go back down the sidewalk, and I wondered what was
The aroma of lilacs wafts its way to me as I step out of my car at my daughter’s house. A row of lilacs in full bloom lines the sidewalk. My mind travels back to when I was young and I remember cutting bunches of lilacs. It is Memorial Day and we are going to
Things are getting old around here—and not just people. My garbage disposal started growling at me when I expected it to function. Then it didn’t growl any more. I need a new garbage disposal. I procrastinate and get along without it for the present. My husband and I are still sheltering, and we choose to
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The opening hymn in Church this morning was music only—no singing on account of Covid-19. But I didn’t need to voice the words to hear them in my mind: “Because I have been given much, I too must give.” My mind traveled back almost 30 years. It was just before Thanksgiving in 1991 when a
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Taking out the trash was a mundane task for me, but as I walked past the persimmon tree, a choir of birds prompted me to look up. The bare branches of the persimmon tree with tiny leaf buds waiting to unfurl was covered with a crowd of tiny birds twittering and singing. Each bird sang
We were the sixth graders—the oldest kids in the Maeser School. When plans were announced for the end of the school year field day, we knew that our part had to be the biggest and the best. Each class was to choose a state and make a float for the parade. Naturally, we chose Texas.
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I began volunteering as a storyteller in my oldest son’s kindergarten classroom and continued this tradition for each of my children. Twenty years later, my youngest son was in first grade. Because I told stories in his classroom, I was invited to come listen to a storyteller that had been hired for an assembly. At
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