Remember how you feel when you visit someone whose house smells like your grandmother’s house smelled? Or you see those crocheted doilies and immediately you’re back in your childhood? That’s kind of the way I felt on Sunday. We were traveling through Quechee, Vermont, watching for a church to stop at. We knew Churches of … [Read more…]
I love to sing! I grew up in a singing family. We sang in the car, we sang in the living room, we sang as we worked. Usually we sang hymns, but we sang other songs as well. As my singing voice declines with age, I seem to treasure those singing times even more. Last … [Read more…]
Funerals vary so much it’s hard to keep up. From very formal to allowing an open mic, from suits and ties, heels and pearls to jeans and t-shirts, from the family scattered around the room to a receiving line–today anything goes. I’ve attended three funerals this month, and the surroundings, the families, and the speakers … [Read more…]
