“I went back upstairs one more time and said ‘goodbye’ to my room. I’m ready to go now.” Dave’s words were my signal: Cutting my eyes towards him as he walked to his car, I turned on the headlights in the early morning dawn, put the U-Haul in gear, and we all—Dave, Lori, Madi, and …
When she handed me her baby, my first grandbaby, I could have sworn—even though he had been born less than ten minutes ago—that he raised his left eyebrow, winked at me, smiled, and was about to whisper, “Aren’t you glad I finally arrived!” Instead he opened mouth real wide and cried. And once again reality …
“Welcome back, Mr. Whitlock,” the hotel host greeted me as Lori and I returned from an evening out. I looked down to see if I had a name tag on my shirt. Almost feeling like a celebrity, I whispered to Lori as we got on the elevator, “How did he know my name?” It’s nice …
In the workplace it can surreptitiously move under the guise of “networking.” In the church it can be elevated to the status of “prayer requests.” But when brought to a court of law, it is usually called “defamation of character.” It can be dangerous and destructive. Written or spoken words intended to harm or hurt …
I was working my way through a row of tomatoes, picking what I could while pulling weeds at the same time. Lori was shoulder high in the okra, quickly filling one bucket and exchanging it for an empty one. Tossing the weeds to the side, emptying another bucket of tomatoes, eyeing the rows of ripe …