“Why, why am I still here.” Her question to me was so simple, and her labored words told me just how much she wanted to be done here. But I had no definitive answer for her other than these difficult words. At 87, no one more deserves freedom and peace than you. But I’m a believer- and so are you, in a higher power. And that power protects us and guides…
“I feel that my work in progress has progressed to its final page and someone has glued it to the cover because there’s no more to be written,” she said to me in one of our many, many email conversations. It took me some time to process the gravity of her eloquent words as she tried to gently prepare me for the future. I needed to find a way to translate the feelings in my…
My father has been gone for over 15 years, but I learned a new lesson from him today, or maybe I was just finally able to understand the lesson. Dad was a child of the depression and although the stories of his childhood always sounded like great adventures when I heard them as a child, I now have finally grasped the truth about his challenging childhood. If it can be called a childhood. His…
Thank you Michelle C. for sharing this great bit of insight… For most of us, life is fairly hectic and squeezing in time for chores such as wiping fingerprints from the microwave handle and the refrigerator door can become very frustrating. As Michelle pointed out, she was the only one who would take the time to get a towel and wipe down the appliances. And this frustration can make it easy to wish that…
I wanted to take a few minutes to thank you for a very special gift that and only you could have given me. I’m not sure that you recall the story of my dad’s brother Wally, and the fact that he was killed in WWII. But it was a story that each of us kids learned more from overhearing grownups talking than from a discussing with Dad. In time, as we each reached an…
It is amazing to me how my mind can play tricks on me, and how happy I am to accept the ruse without even a shred of doubt. Time slips away like sand through my fingers, but I feel the tiny grains as they trickle through my grasp. I know I feel the sand moving because I try to clasp my fingers closed more tightly to stop the sand from escaping, but it…
Good Morning! Today, August 13th marks the true beginning of See The Good. From this day forward, new posts will appear regularly. I hope that you will enjoy them, think about them and even find similarities in your own life to which the stories apply. I also look forward to hearing comments and posting thoughts and stories from anyone who would like to contribute. Just send me an email to contribute. In addition, there is…
Telemarketing calls. We’ve all gotten them and most of the time it takes only a second to end the call and the interruption. Today my phone rang and when I picked it up and glanced at the screen my heart stopped. It was a number that I didn’t recognize but the location was Cincinnati, Ohio. Instantly, I felt a wave of panic wash over me. My dearest friend lives in southern Ohio and Cincinnati…