I held my mother’s hand today.

I held my mother’s hand today.

I picked up my mother this morning to run some errands together.  She was waiting for me, in the driveway because she never wants to make anyone wait.  On a good day, my  little Italian mom is 4 feet, 11 inches down from her ‘fighting height” of...

Peace in the darkness

Why is the darkness so scary? We create images and thoughts of monsters, ghouls and bad things waiting to jump up and get us. From childhood dreams to Hollywood’s scary movies, these images infect our thoughts. Lately I have been thinking about the dark and am coming...