Honeygirl
I recall being in awe, probably with a goofy look of juvenile adoration smeared across my dirty face, whenever I observed their family’s interactions.
On Being Thankful
I was being sent to an orphanage in the middle of literally nowhere. Twenty miles upriver from Bethel, Alaska, and I’d never heard of Bethel before. I know I wasn’t thankful. I was fearful,
Her Love Had Known No Bounds
I looked around at shadows cast from the trees blocking the lantern’s light. There was only darkness. Thank goodness there were no glowing eyes staring back from the reflection of lantern light.
Soni’s Super Easy Seafood Chowder
My grandson goes through the serving line, at our church potlucks, declaring to everyone in line with great enthusiasm, and a huge smile, ” My Gramma made this. It’s sooo delicious!”
Wild Alaska Baked Salmon
I remember marveling at mom’s strength in pitching the fish to be weighed. Now that I’m older, I see how brave my mom was at various times in her life.
Expanding My Why
I was only nine months old. I never got to say good-bye. I didn’t get to know him, his laugh, his smile, or to hear him discipline me in love,