Not Just Half the Ocean

Grandson Cadence Visits the Pineapple Maze. September, 2011. Photo by Judi Matoushek, my Co-Grandma Another Speck, Farther Across the Sea “This is our guest room,” Elaine said, as we looked at a picture of a pleasant room. “And here’s the boys’ bedroom.” Rich and I studied the computer screen. My daughter, at the other end […]


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The Dirty Job of Sacrifice, Mom-Style

Still Life with Aromatic Ointment. October, 2011. The Things Done for Love All my life I’ve used my bare hands to apply mentholated ointment, because that’s how my mom applied it when I was sick as a little girl. Recently I’ve had bronchitis and the ointment has been my friend. Vicks sorely strained our friendship one evening. I’d […]


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The Dirty Job of Sacrifice, Mom-Style

Still Life with Aromatic Ointment. October, 2011. The Things Done for Love All my life I’ve used my bare hands to apply mentholated ointment, because that’s how my mom applied it when I was sick as a little girl. Recently I’ve had bronchitis and the ointment has been my friend. Vicks sorely strained our friendship one evening. I’d […]


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A Couch Potato Christian?

Reading to Two of my Grandson, Ayden and Cadence. September, 2009.  Don’t Just Sit There I read the Bible once each year. I don’t say that to earn your admiration or claim some Christian brownie points–it’s just a thing I choose to do. For me, staying immersed in God’s Word is an important spiritual practice. […]


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A Couch Potato Christian?

Reading to Two of my Grandson, Ayden and Cadence. September, 2009.  Don’t Just Sit There I read the Bible once each year. I don’t say that to earn your admiration or claim some Christian brownie points–it’s just a thing I choose to do. For me, staying immersed in God’s Word is an important spiritual practice. […]


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