writing
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Maypole Dance May 1st
May 1st was a holiday in my youth, but some of its importance faded due to many factors. It was coordinated, colorful, and a great way to start spring. In one of my teaching jobs, it all started again for me with something simple: the Maypole dance. We started indoors when the weather was so…
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Miss Mose and Me Remembered
Yesterday a friend said,“I taught third grade for twenty years,”and just like that, my memorywent skipping back through years. I was a young mother then,with five children under seven,walking door to door for signatures,for a little household leaven. I came upon an old hotelwhere many elders stayed,and there upon one quiet doora name made memory…
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From Sorrow to Hope: A Journey of Love
I thought long and hard yesterday about this because I got so many comments. So here it is. I have seen the dark side of loneliness, isolation, and human cruelty—but I have also seen kindness arrive on empty roads, love survive disappointment, and strangers become protectors. There was a time in my life when darkness…
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St George No Kings Day Gathering
Community, Courage, and Connection Today was a day I won’t soon forget. My daughter took me to an event here in St. George, and even before we arrived, something special happened. We were looking for a place to park close to the event, and a kind woman stopped us and pointed to her car as…
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Participation’s impotance
What I am thinking about at this moment is what participation actually looks like today. How important is it that people engage—not loudly, not publicly, but simply by being present. I am elderly now, and very focused on my computer. Because of that, I didn’t see what was really going on around me, nor did…