Not The Doctor’s Call You Want

Hearing the word evokes fear. Even pronouncing it carries sinister undertones. The nasty little word has an eerie echo, evoking the image of a snake slithering across the jungle floor, forked tongue probing for prey.  Cancer. Repeat it slowly, “cancer, cancer, cancer,” and it grows louder with every repetition, even if you only whisper it. …

Life’s Disappointments

Sweet quotes about a new baby abound: “A baby is God’s opinion that the world should go on” (Unknown). “Every child begins the world again” (Henry David Thoreau). “Babies smile in their sleep because they’re listening to the whispering of angels” (Unknown). “Sometimes the littlest things take up the most room in your heart” (Winnie …

3 a.m.

It’s been called The Devil’s Hour, 3 a.m., supposedly a mocking inversion of the hour Jesus died: 3 p.m. I have my doubts: would that be 3 a.m. Jerusalem time, which would be 8 p.m. my time? 8 p.m. doesn’t carry the mystique for devil-doings like 3 a.m. What I do know is that I …