Boondock Ramblings

I finally decided I’m going to self publish a book. Then I threw up.

Life is short, right? So why do we hold ourselves back from doing what we want? I decided over a year ago I wasn’t going to let fear and doubt hold me back but then I let fear… Read More

Next to the girl and her dog

I posted this photo of my daughter and our dog on Facebook recently and my dad commented the following under it: Next to the girl collecting Easter eggs with her dog stands a pair of sawhorses that belonged… Read More

The remarkable life of Charles Reynolds: pastor, missionary, troublemaker, stubborn Irishman, thorn in the side, devoted friend

I pulled into the driveway of a little house that looked as if it had been lifted out of Northern Ireland and dropped, unscathed, into the hills of Pennsylvania. The ceilings were low, the windows were small and… Read More

The love that didn’t last

Looking at her young face staring back at me from the vintage, monochrome photograph it suddenly struck me how young she had been when her world fell apart. Her story was family folklore, passed down as one of… Read More

When you hit old age before you’re old

I wake up with a weird, buzzing, anxious feeling in my chest. Everything is wrong, but nothing is wrong. Everything is scary, but nothing is scary. Everything is death around the corner, but death is not there. Restless…. Read More

Three going on fifteen or why my new name is “mooooooom”

Little Miss, 3, 1/2 is back to calling me “mom” instead of “Mama” and saying it like an annoyed and spoiled teenager. “Oh Moooom.” “Mooooom, watch me.” “No, I don’t want that for dinner, Moooom.” It’s seriously like… Read More

Why I didn’t want to tell my son about the death of Anthony Bourdain

I didn’t even know him. Not really. But yet it was almost like losing a close friend. I’d had a crappy night of sleep with two sick kids and I had reached for my phone to see what time… Read More