With my eyes half-closed and head tipped back, I relish the warm sun shining on my face through the car windshield. After a winter of drizzle and Covid, the first hint of spring fills my lungs with hope.
To Be Seen
To Be Seen Outside my back windows are Douglas fir trees. So familiar, I call them friends. Tall, steadfast, and strong with a tinge of whimsical Revealed when their limbs shadow-dance on my walls.
Mom Conquers Volcano
An eruption of inner strength Across 40 years, a childhood experience and an opportunity with new friends are forged into appreciation and gratitude. Listen directly at RandellJones.com/6minutestories
Living in the Eye of the Storm
Wearing an oversized floral top, you sit on an exam table, swinging your legs off the end when the doctor enters the room. She greets you and then probes your left breast.
Our Family Voted Together
It is Sunday afternoon. A football game hums on the television, providing some sense of normalcy. My son, who should be away at college, wanders into the kitchen from his upstairs lair. His
My Son’s College Dealt a Crushing Blow…
#14 ON GROWN AND FLOWN PARENTS' COUNTDOWN OF THE BEST POSTS OF 2020 I blame the purchase of the XL twin sheets for setting off the COVID bomb that blew up my son’s college plans.
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