Remembering Sandy
This is what it looks like when an stranger becomes an acquaintance and then a friend. … More Remembering Sandy
This is what it looks like when an stranger becomes an acquaintance and then a friend. … More Remembering Sandy
I am nursing a cold on this Good Friday so I am at home alone, rather than in the company of other pilgrims who mark this signpost of our faith by going to church. I have been reading a new book for Lent, God For Us, which is not only full of rich writing, but … More Good Friday musings, April 18, 2014
Pushing through the swinging doors I was fully prepared for a feeling of familiarity. It was the euphoria that caught me by surprise. Was it the smell or the sound that conjured up such profoundly happy memories for me? Or was it what I saw as I walked into the cavernous space? I suspect it … More An imprint of memory sparks euphoria