morning psalm

based on a night last August in England while visiting my father alone, far away can’t sleep. overwhelmed needs more than I can meet resources I don’t have answers that aren’

Hump day

It’s Wednesday, hump day of our first week here in Boston. Charlene and I have been battling colds. That’s made for a slow start to the fun. Today, Charlene, my mother,

Live from Boston

We have journeyed through snow squalls in Syracuse and exhaustion on the Massachusetts Turnpike. We have driven through desolate areas for miles with the gas tank empty and no gas stations to be