The Low-Shelf and Low-Tree Things
I still remember my own two little ones when they were toddlers — and later my Nana treasures — those bright-eyed grandchildren with their curious fingers and determined little steps. I learned early on that anything low-shelf was fair game. So before they’d arrive, up went the glass bells, the porcelain keepsakes, and yes —…
In the Waiting Room
I’ve had my share of hospital waiting rooms — waiting while someone is having surgery or waiting for the birth of a precious baby. In both cases, while we’re waiting, a transformation is taking place. Parts of the body that were diseased or broken are being removed or repaired. And, joyfully, waiting to see and…
The Face of God
Oh how I love the smell of a newborn baby. They carry “heaven’s scent” — I just know it! After all — that’s where those precious little angels came from, so of course they still carry that scent of heaven on them. Oh, how I love kissing those “heavenly” little faces. I just can’t…