That’s me on the beach this morning, intrigued with the sand and water in South Beach, Miami. Right. Well, maybe I looked like this a few years ago. But my husband and I did walk on the beach this morning at sunrise, and it was glorious. Well, he ran on the beach and I walked. Really I resisted just…
Tag: Self Disclosure
Something Irrevocable
Since my father-in-law passed away before Christmas, I have been on a journey of embracing the reality of his death, walking through the process of grief, and praying for acceptance and healing on the otherside. Here are a three thoughts on grief.
Mr. Sick
Before I lived abroad, before I had a daughter, before I was a pastor’s wife, before I was married, before I lived on a kibbutz in Israel, I worked as a nurse–for many years–in Colorado and then Texas. I graduated from Porter Memorial Hospital in Denver, so many years ago I don’t care to remember…
I Love Being Home
A shadow fell across our lives this year with the unexpected death of Wayne’s dad just before Christmas. The days have been bittersweet, remembering Papa and dealing with his absence. He was such a strong, quiet man. His influence steadied each of us. Now we are leaning into each other more, leaning into God more. …
Leaping into 2008–With Moderation
I remember with great warmth the gelid winters of my youth. Growing up in Colorado, I experienced the true seasonal meaning of winter, snow, and ice. Sometimes we had below freezing temperatures for days and days, accompanied with days of snow and huge snowdrifts peaking in our front and backyards–the very thing children long for in…
100 Simple Things (just the second ten)
1) Autumn is my favorite season. I come alive when the world around me begins to turn gold and scarlet and the air is crisp. 2) I love to ice skate. In Colorado, I grew up ice skating. My first pair of ice skates were blue with grey fur on top. I loved them because no…
haiku: no sting in death
I have been awake since 3 AM–way too early to arise. But arise I did, reluctantly. I need more sleep for the very long day we will have today. There will be physical and emotional strain in saying good-bye, in seeing many people, in the journey to Bartlett and back. I need more sleep……
Sunday Morning Update
My sister-in-law spent the night with Dad. He has been moved to a private room. Arrangements have been made to move him to a hospice center soon. He had a good day yesterday. One of his sisters arrived from Tennessee, and others are on their way. We received a call at 4 AM that Dad’s breathing…
Icy Chill
I am baking Christmas cookies to shake off the cold, both physically and emotionally. Rapturous Christmas music is ringing throughout the house, still there is an icy chill running through me that will not be warmed by tradition or memory. I have never lost a parent yet, and I am aching for my husband and daughter….
New on Dad
Soon Dad will be moved from intensive care to a regular private room. He will be taken off all monitors as well as some of his meds. His color is good, and he is peaceful, breathing well. Dad remains in a dream-like state, lingering between life and death, but he is less restless and more calm…
Bonnie Saul Wilks 