That part of my parent's marriage, the part where they made promises to God as well as each other, was the foundation, glue, and strength that united our family together. No matter where each of us ha...Read More
"We gather these ghosts and scatter them through the house, October remembrances of a hopeful May, and settle in again to the season of stories."...Read More
"I love the early September leaves, dry at the tip, just beginning to brown and curl as the apples and pears bend the branches down and make it easier for small hands to grasp the treasure the leave...Read More
This is a short blog about high hopes. A story of education, agriculture, and how small increments of generosity can yield tremendous harvests in the lives of impoverished families a world away....Read More
"I wish all eulogies could be so wonderfully real. We're born in the honesty of physical nakedness, I wish we could all die in emotional nakedness, with forgiveness following us on our journeys."...Read More
Share Loving My Mother by Vernie Lynn DeMille Loving my mother with a mother’s heart I see more clearly The worries and balancing That kept her ever walking The webbed tightrope st...Read More
Share To the Mother of Her Who My Child Loves by Vernie Lynn DeMille It was your gentle hands, In a childhood long past, That tended the heart Of the woman he loves. It was you...Read More
"Today was a Day Two kind of day. I felt the weight of sorrow and the comfort of hope. It was a day to be human and to be grateful for salvation. It was gloriously messy and real. And through it all I...Read More