Below you'll find a list of all posts from May, 2012
In the midst of WWI, while all the earth round Ypres lay ripped and torn, trees blown to kindling and men to less, a young Canadian soldier noticed clusters of blood-red poppies in full bloom, sprung from ground freshly turned for burials of his comrades. John McCrae penned a poem that has become synonymous with WWI, and with our call …
I just returned from a family reunion—the first time this branch of my family has gathered in nearly 30 years. I didn’t want to miss the opportunity to reconnect, or to bear witness while the old guard, our parents’ generation of wise mentors, walk among us. But what I learned shook me to my core. As in every family, we have …
My husband has a saying that begins our every road trip, “When we’re lost, enjoy the scenery.” That used to drive my let’s-just-drive-from-Point-A-to-Point-B nature crazy, but I’ve come to see that I can either embrace the journey that is—with all its twists and turns—or make myself miserable by wishing everything was different, shorter, clearer. I think that’s true for writers, …