Making a Splash

Among the common bird songs and calls of summer, only one truly makes a splash and it is one with which many of us are quite familiar. Marco! Momentary pause. Polo! This call and response makes a splash every summer in and around pools everywhere. And this summer...

The Inner Voice of Truth

I’m not sure when exactly my love of reading transformed into a desire that included wanting to write, or how that desire took root in my heart and mind. Because while I have many happy memories around reading—trips to the library, reading books in my class in which...

Looking for the Rainbows

It’s been a strange summer, a summer brimming with afternoon storms that rumble with thunder and send down deluges of rain. Quite often over the past two weeks, many of these summer storms have occurred during times when I have to drive to or from an appointment or...

A Little Night Singing

It’s funny what we grow up believing to be true only to realize when we are much older that not only do we remember why we believe that fact nor do we remember if we actually were taught certain facts or simply came to believe them because they made perfect sense. For...

We All Matter

When I was young, I remember there were certain times of the year when my teacher would send home a thin-papered, two- or three-paged catalog filled with books and books and books. And we were allowed to pick out one or two books, filling out that flimsy order sheet...