Dorothy’s Hands

“Where is everybody going?” my 91 year old mother-in-law asked, her forehead furrowed.  “And why are they in such a hurry?” What a profound question.  Where is everybody going, and why are we racing as if the world would crumble if we slowed down? For a woman who dropped out of seventh grade to work…

Unwrapping the Heart of Christmas

A few years ago, shortly after drying the  Thanksgiving dishes, I started to panic.  How would I get Christmas together?  My heart raced and my palms felt sweaty as I thought of everything I had to do before the big day – shop, decorate, bake, wrap gifts, clean, cook, and attend celebrations.  Wait a minute.  Isn’t…