One November, a red lumpy sphere mysteriously appeared on the cold marble table. There it sat for days on end—admired, silent, proud, waiting. At night it reflected light from the …
Buying Christmas presents for my young relatives is always a struggle. I only see these kids once every few years when I go back home to Texas. I can hardly …
I love a funny story like everyone else, but so many of the stories submitted to us are about someone moving through trauma or grief with their garden by their …
At the middle school where my wife, Carole, and I teach, we have a small coffee room—with four coffee pots. Two perk regular coffee, one holds decaffeinated, and one has …
As we grow older, New Year’s Resolutions are apt to become more important to us. The accumulating years begin to press down upon us, bringing acute awareness of our mortality. …
Sometimes it’s the little things. All right, a lot of the time it is the little things … This morning, I was in the bathroom trying to get my seven-year-old …
Every winter, certain jet-setter friends of ours enclose a holiday newsletter in their Christmas card. This year’s concluded: "Although free time is pretty hard to come by since Christine’s promotion, …
For their Christmas holiday project, Cassie’s California Blue Bird troop planned to visit a nursing home. “Folks in nursing homes are often too old or too sick to be home …
On the first day of Christmas my neighbor gave to me a poinsettia! How lovely! On the second day of Christmas my best friend gave to me a poinsettia! Golly …