Daniel's Gift

I make a smooth swift transfer from chair to van, arms around my son’s chest and waist, as plops of rain turn to a steady soaking stre...

Last Thursday Daniel and I had dinner in one of the homes at our local L'Arche. It's a place where people with intellectual and p...

I'm enjoying Elizabeth's post this morning, and the song she shared is playing as I write. My last post was about changing some t...