Category Archives: The Human Spirit
In an old country churchyard in Hatfield, Massachusetts, stands a drab, gray slate from 1771. The faint markings read: Beneath this stone, a lump of clay, lies Arabella Young, who on the twenty-fourth of May, began to hold her tongue.
One thing we can always count on, besides death and taxes, is change. Change is a constant (how’s that for an oxymoron?) in all of our lives; and in most of our minds, most of the time, “change” is negative. … Continue reading
Last week when I shared my blog with my parents about the Asian side of our family, I received a slight admonishment from my Dad, “What about the Italians?”
When I was 55, my husband bought me a DNA kit through Ancestry.com. I received my kit, collected my spit, sent it in, and waited. The results were mostly expected. There were a few surprises, like 17% Scandinavian. There were … Continue reading
Eternity. All of us will experience it in some form, and most of us are totally oblivious to its existence. We live our lives like this is all there is. But, is it? I believe that within all of us … Continue reading
I have a thing for windows. I love them big, small, curtained, shuttered, and naked. I don’t even mind them dirty, as long as I can still see out. In the summer in NJ, I loved them open so … Continue reading