Joie de vivre

In the summer heat, when I feel like snoozing under the air conditioner for a siesta— baseball—like an umpire, nudges me in the ribs and whispers, “You better wake up, or you’ll miss it.” Miss what? The stuff of life that matters, that’s what: the essential things that so easily slip through your fingers, the …

Last Words

Like ancient Greeks at the Oracle of Delphi, many people wait, anticipating something prophetic from their loved one’s last words. Maybe it’s a revelation into the eternal, a release from guilt, or the secret to peace from life’s fray that people hope to hear.  On rare occasions, it happens, as it did for those gathered …