Honoring the journey—then and now
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The Untier of Knots
Oh, Mary, Undoer of Knots, Heavenly Mother of us all, counsel me. Share with me your maternal and holy wisdom. Help me discern the tools I need to pull apart this tangled mess: The watchmaker’s loupe to closely examine the damage to such intricate workings. The dressmaker’s pin that gently teases apart threads so delicately,…
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The Name Board
A family legacy Splintering sections of plywood painted a graying white lean against my living room bookcase. They await my next move. Covering the 2×4-foot raggedly sawn pieces and written in a tapestry of red, black, yellow, blue and green the signatures slightly fade each day. Some block printed, some in neat script, others shakily…
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Podcast Episode 253: One Secret Christmas
Spreading Christmas magic, one family at a time.
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Podcast Episode 252: Making it real
Researching to make your historical writing accurate and relevant.
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Podcast Episode 251: Why Honor the Journey?
What’s your journey? How do you honor where you’ve been? Where is your journey taking you?
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Finding grace for those who have come before
What would be the worst thing you could find out about your family?
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You’re not listening!
What gives? “You asked me what I thought, and now you’re not taking my advice? What’s up with that?”
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One Kid's Story
No, I don’t believe he did it. Why would you even ask me that question? I won’t believe he did it. Not without more proof than what today’s paper said.
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Lessons from a grassy walk
Dusky, dark blue sky hovers over the wide, tree-edged lawns. Brown, dusty fields fade into the horizon. Honking geese drown out distant city traffic as they fly in packs southward, from where I came. Abbey bells peal across the way, calling the monks to prayer. I step from concrete onto the short-trimmed grass path. It…
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Searching, again
“Who are you?” an elderly woman demands as she peers up into my face. I have never met her. A middle-aged man shrugs apologetically, “I should know you, but I forget your name.” I’ve never met him, either. Barely making eye contact, a young person nods at me and shoves a folded paper my way,…
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