There Was a Little Girl
Mama has less to say these days. She mostly hollers or talks gibberish. I can’t remember the last time she
Category: tender visit
She’s My Baby
Last night, like most nights now, I fed Mama her supper. She doesn’t pick up her spoon much anymore, so
Always
A favorite memory from almost two years ago… “I love you,” I say to Mom. “Well, I did, too,”
Dimming To-Do List
I needed to leave. I had a list of things to get done. I’d already fed Mom lunch and washed
That’s All I’ve Got
I walked in the house and saw Mama in her rocking chair. “Hi, Mom!” I said. “That’s all I’ve got,”
God's Grace and Life's Challenges 