Unlike the at bats of a Red Sox hitter, I will keep this short and sweet. But then, I may just foul off a few pitches, lay off a tough pitch just outside the zone, and work the faithful into a frenzy with a timely hit. It occurred to me recently, as I sang along with the words that I think I know from "Tessie", that Boston loves to sing. From McGreevey and the Royal Rooters from more than 100 Continue Reading...
Burdened Heart
Burdened Heart I sit here with a burdened heart, a lump in my throat, and tears in my eyes, unable to separate myself from my own thoughts. Dwelling not on the past, negative, or the dreary, I search for ways to share, to learn, to pray, and to heal. Maybe, just maybe, I’d be fortunate and blessed enough to help someone else along the way. Not that I need to, I am starting to lose track of the Continue Reading...
Made me smile
This morning, as I usually do, I sat at the computer for a few minutes to check email, the newspaper, weather, etc. My daughter, Jacqueline, who will be three years old on Saturday, walked in to see me. She asked if she could sit on my lap in order to help her dress a little doll she had with her. I picked her up and sat her on my knee while I worked on the precise movements needed to make my Continue Reading...
Pray for Boston
Pray for Boston. Continue Reading...