A Motherless Daughter
“Surgery isn’t an option,” the surgeon said with as much compassion as he could muster. “I’m sorry but what we’re facing are end-of-life issues.” His words sucked the air right out of the room leaving only silence punctuated by unexpected emotions. After a few more...
Remembering Mama
It’s been a few years. Much has changed. Little ones have grown up. People have moved. Relationships have ended and others have begun. Time flies, and memories fade, but still, the absence of one’s Mama is not easy to disguise. It remains. There’s a...
“I’m so sorry, but…”
“I’m so sorry,” I said, stoically, “but as much as I WANT to accept the position, I’m going to have to turn it down.” There was hesitation on the other end of the line. Perhaps even disappointment, matching mine. The chairman had expressed the overwhelming support of...
Teachers, Writers, Prayers, and Such!
My maternal grandmother was a one-time teacher, and a frugal saver of papers. She bound them together between hardback covers from discarded books using metal rings inserted through punched holes to secure them. Several years of Sunday school papers were well...
Welcome, I’m Elaine. I’m a follower of Jesus Christ, a choreographer of words, a challenger of the status quo, an admirer of all things colorful, and a lover of life who finds great comfort and joy in knowing I’m completely adequate to do whatever it is God calls me to do!
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