I walked into the house. It was quiet. It meant he hadn’t come as yet. The corridor stretched endlessly before me. I wondered what to do while I waited for him. Ahead was the door leading to the large and cozy living-room. That’s where he and I sat, curled up on the sofa, listening to … More Strayed/Open #writephoto
As she drank her tea, she thought of her grandmother. Grams would have turned 90 today. How she missed her. It was Grams who got her into the habit of drinking tea in the afternoons. She thought of the times when she used to walk over to Grams’ house after school and sit at the … More The Afternoon Tradition
And let your widows trust in Me – Jeremiah 49:11b I had an aunt who used to sew on the side and a co-worker who sews her own tops and dresses. My mother had a sewing machine but I don’t remember seeing her use it. Growing up it never occurred to me to learn how to sew. I … More A Sewing Machine
