• Faith
  • I Can’t Go to Church

    I can’t go to church. It worries the Sailor. When he worries, he teases, it’s cute because I know he is worried. As we linger in bed on a Sunday morning, he’ll tease me “Oh, it’s 9:00 – church starts in an hour!” I roll my eyes and (if I’m awake enough) reply something like […]

  • Life
  • Working on the Cabin

    This time last year, I was considering renting the cabin because it was becoming increasingly evident that my father would, soon, not be able to live by himself. I had hoped to be able to have him live with me or to live with him if/when that need arose. That was never to be. The renting […]