Going West to Find Joy

As she did each evening, Sue Moak sat on the front porch of her home in the rural Texas Hill Country. She and her husband, Rickie, had bought the land and built what they planned as their retirement home. But Rickie died suddenly at age 61, nearly two years before.  “I looked down the longContinue reading “Going West to Find Joy”

A Stranger in a Strange Land

Shortly after finding myself a widow, I wrote that the feeling as though I was in the aftermath of an explosion:  “Imagine sitting in a beautiful home and everything around you seems perfect. All of a sudden, a loud bomb explodes and completely destroys the home and life you’ve built. There are pieces of itContinue reading “A Stranger in a Strange Land”

Softening the Quiet

It’s the quiet that sometimes bothers me the most.  When my mom became a widow, I noticed she had started keeping the television on all the time. Before my dad died, she was alone many hours a day while he worked two jobs, but she never had the television on during the day.  I nowContinue reading “Softening the Quiet”