Take Your Star

“Hey, watch it, kid!”

The object had grazed my shoulder as it whisked through the air, inches from my ear.

“You almost hit me in the head with that thing!” I scowled at the little boy.

“I’m really sorry, Ma’am.” He picked up the small, Balsa wood glider and plunked down on the bench beside me.

“I wasn’t aiming at you or anything—my airplane just took off; sorry. My name’s Jacob, what’s yours?”

“Kate.” I tightened my long coat around me and adjusted my scarf. Continue reading

Child Wisdom

“Timmy, no! Put your hand down.”

I caught him out of the corner of my eye. He was waving to the man, of all things.

“Why, Mommy?”

“Because I don’t want him to come over here.”

I inched my car forward, continuing to wait for the light to change, as Timmy continued to stare out the window from the front seat. Continue reading

As The Leaves Turn

 

“If you have the time, Mackinac Island is a must-see.”

He stood at the edge of the bench on the boardwalk, his hands in the pockets of his white, Bermuda shorts. Turning around from her spot, she paused, not quite sure how to react to the man standing behind her.

“Excuse me?”

“I just thought I’d give you some sightseeing advice.”

She chuckled, realizing he’d caught sight of her brochure. Continue reading

Autumn Splendor

“Today we are gathered together to honor the joyous life of Victor Sutton.”

Sitting politely on the front row with my parents, I intently listened to Pastor Browning recount numerous facets of my grandfather’s full life. PawPaw was strong, active, and joyful to a fault, regardless of his circumstances. Admired by many for his bold confidence, he was never reluctant to go after what he wanted. Anyone who knew him was also familiar with PawPaw’s repetitive mantra, “Never wait or hesitate, or sadly, it might be too late!”

I wish I were more like him. Continue reading

Lessons Learned From A Hurricane

As I rest my aching body at my desk, watching an agitated squirrel flick his bushy tail against the oak tree outside my window, I reflect on how different my life was a mere 72 hours ago—actually, the past week. And, I’ve learned a few important lessons.

Hurricane Irma was coming. She was roaring forth with a vengeance, announcing herself as a category five storm, with her sights specifically set on making a direct, targeted hit on my city. Continue reading

Strength in Weakness

My heart sank as I swallowed the lump in my throat. I imagined what she must’ve been feeling.

The young woman caught my eye as I drove past the empty parking lot on my way home from the store. There she sat, on the pavement in front of her car, her feet straight out in front of her. Her face was buried in her hands; her shoulders shook up and down.

A young man crouched before her, his arms resting on his knees. His face appeared kind, gentle. He was speaking to her out of what appeared to be genuine concern. Just as he cupped her face in his hands, I drove beyond the couple and a gnawing tightness in my chest signaled a familiar echo. Continue reading