Barbara Beautiful

My earliest memories of you are those of teacher. Before I ever went to kindergarten, Mom would buy little learning…

Wait a Little While

This blog was written on the occasion of of my daughter’s 23rd birthday. Infertility is a grief. It is an…

The fog of dreams drifted in and out like waves softly caressing the banks of a flowing river. Subconscious and…

Down to the cellular level, I knew it was not a typical night. Around 6:00 pm Tom had taken a…

I am the beautiful daughter of the Living God. (1 John 3:1, Isaiah 43:1) Specifically sought after and chosen before…

Everything about her amazingly beautiful face seemed crooked. Her eyes. Her smile. Her ears. Even her head had a flat…

Offer what you have and work for peace, justice, and the healing of racial wounds in our country. Note: If…

We were seated at circular tables of the elementary school library. The faded lighting of the afternoon sun infiltrated through…

On March 7, 2020, I stowed my suitcase on the wood floor, close to the daybed. Sparkling diamonds of fading…