Hope Lives

As I move through what I thought was an impossible age as a child (as old as my grandfather was...

My mother passed on a few months back.  There are times, especially when I am in India, that the memories...

I listened to the frustration and anger.  It was real.  In was tangible in every sense.  I listened as one...

“Sometimes. I feel like a motherless child, sometimes…” The old jazz recording with Bessie Griffin plays, echoing my heart and...

There are dawns and then there are dawns.  Some are remembered, others quickly forgotten.  Hope often arrives with the light...

Today is special.  It is a day for a wedding, a time of celebration, and a moment to look forward...

The reminder was blunt and direct. “Why are we waiting?  We should be working on ideas, getting things moving!” As...

The meeting was designed to be easy, fun, and hope filled.  As I headed out from the office, I ignored...

I woke to the news of another mass shooting.  My heart, numb from the frequent occurrence of this kind of...

I looked at a picture of an older lady blowing the candles out on a birthday case held by her...