Watching college football and returning home to Carolina with my educational doctorate, something important occurred to me. This time of year offers many thoughts. The words “pumpkin spice latte” are on minds of coffee fans at their favorite locations, and there’s the ideal of tinted leaves, bonfires, a little wind, and beautiful afternoons. It encourages—in some cases causes to dread—time with family during Thanksgiving and Christmas. While it sounds too early, we all consider our autumn plans.
Tag: remember
These Things I Wonder
There are so many things I wonder. Questions without answers.
A Corrie Poem: Lightning Bugs
When I see the lightning bugs from your desk and window, I wonder if there are lightning bugs up where angels fly.
A Reflection on the Person who Inspired my Strength
Never make a decision in the dark. Wait for the dawn to come.
Corrie’s First Angel Anniversary Poem: Some Kingdoms
Sometimes we will heart the tap of shoes and giggles long after footsteps walk through the grove, the store, or sidewalks they know.
The Mothers We Need to Remember: A Poem
This poem is written for the mothers we sometimes forget on Mother's Day.
For the Love of Honey Mustard
With the honey mustard containers John and I brought to the table, you'd think we'd have four children instead of only two.
Corrie, I Arranged Your Flowers
If I removed the flowers from behind my ears because I thought that I looked silly, she caught me.
As Legends Make of Kings: The Iconic Picture of Corrie
We speak of her not as a piece of history, but as the breath you must experience outside when the first daffodils bloom.
Questions I Ask: A Corrie Poem with Corrie Spirit
I hear her voice call me, "Mom-mae," and I see her throw glitter in a room with Whitney Houston and balloons.