I remember

Sometimes my favorite conversations are those when I say nothing at all, but just sit and listen to the interaction between the participants. That’s what happened to me this past week, as I visited my husband’s family in California. It was a typical gathering of his siblings — always plenty to eat and drink, along … More I remember

Number our days

Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.* As my birthday approached, I kept hearing a familiar phrase go through my mind: 55 Alive! Yep, that’s right, I’m the double digits today that bring any semi-aware person to the reality that they’ve finally arrived at an age they only thought possible for … More Number our days

Transition

I had a lovely lunch today with two Millenials. I only identify them first as people of that generational label because it helps to give perspective to our conversation. I’m a Baby Boomer, you see, about to face a numerical milestone of my own in a few days, so having the honor to sit in … More Transition

Why such gifts?

We Three Kings of Orient Are* would have been a great carol to sing in my ESL class this month, for it carries great teaching about this part of the Christmas story. My ladies, all from another religious background, wanted to understand why these wise men would bring such gifts to the newborn king. I … More Why such gifts?

Oboe and French

There are some carols you identify with because of special memories or people. I identify with He is Born,* because I can sing it in French (Il est né) and used to play the oboe in high school band. He is born, the holy Child; play the oboe and bagpipes merrily! He is born, the holy Child; … More Oboe and French