The Best Gift of All
Dallas Woodburn
Essay
D uring the holiday season, it sometimes seems like the whole world is wrapped up in presents and material possessions. Kids are writing their wish lists to Santa, adults are trying to find the “perfect gift” for their special someone, and mall parking lots are jam-packed with eager shoppers. I had always been just as guilty as the next person of harboring this fraudulent yuletide spirit, until a few years ago when I learned what the holiday season is truly about.
Sometimes You Just Got to Believe
Tricia’s Blog
Whether you await a Child or you long for Peace on Earth, or you strive to see goodness in the abyss of heartbreaking news, it takes attention and intention to turn away from the darkness and embrace the light.
Time Snapshots
Tricia’s Blog
I cannot stop time, or deadlines, or the pressures of my chosen profession. My only choice is to become more mindful.
The Humpty Dumpty Wall
Tom Sheehan
Original Fiction
The Roar of the Elephant
Fiction by
Linda Breeden
L ife happens and then it just stops. The “happens” part, with all the starts and pauses, joys and disappointments, make up modern family life. My family consisted of my parents, my son and his wife, and my precocious granddaughter. The modern label is the “club-sandwich” generation; here, in the South, we just call it family. Life, too, is full of obvious truths that in any family are either ignored or unaddressed. It’s called “the elephant in the room.”
The Sounds of Snow
I made a deliberate attempt to listen past my own noise, to discern each sound of snow.