Early this morning, I remembered that this is the season of Advent and that Advent means “coming,” and I was glad. I wanted to be wide awake. . . .

A few days ago, a friend told me how she prepares for Christmas. She brings. . . .

Before I get out of bed in the morning, I say. . . .

Early last night, we sat on our front steps with a big, orange bowl of candy. Small princesses and butterflies. . . .

There are so many griefs and sorrows. Sometimes they come out of the blue. . . .

One day last week, I strolled for a little while with a friend, arm in arm. We enjoyed. . . .