Happy Mother’s Day to all of you mothers out there and to all of you who had a mama. I’ll wager that gets you all. Except maybe for Wes in my Hollyhill books. If you read those books, Scent of Lilacs, Orchard of Hope, Summer of Joy, you might remember how he always claimed to be from Jupiter and loved …
What Mom Taught Me
This morning at church, our talented pianist played “It Is Well with My Soul” for the special music during our offertory. For me. Not because I asked but because she remembered that was a song we played at Mom’s funeral three years ago this week. It’s funny how time spins away. Sometimes it’s like yesterday that Mom was here and …