Mae mailed Christmas cards today, fewer again this year because death has made her address book a skeleton. She has a son in Russia

I came back to You late and still don’t understand why the Father asked You to die for me and everyone else. I learned the Ten Commandments

I have an old friend who was told some time ago he had six months to live. We live far apart now and he told me about this in an email shortly after the doctor told him. The six months ...

If I hadn’t died, I’d still be bouncing along in that Greyhound bus through the mountains swigging a Coke.

I am sorry to hear the news. I lost it when I heard about hers and now to hear about yours. I’m livid at times, peaceful rarel… If you prefer, I won’t forward em…

Walter Branham, a retired teacher, and his wife Victoria went to Applebee’s, the chain restaurant, for lunch one day last week. First time they had gone there. Usually they go to an eth...

Two doves on a telephone wire wait tor the blue jays to finish e… bread put out for the birds. When the jays arrived, sparrows fled into the trees

Bill would come every Sunday to his mother’s house after a tough divorce. He’d bring his laundry for his mother to do and then he’d devour the roast beef dinner she always made for him....

I don’t see her often since she died but when I do it’s eerie over there at dawn or dusk.

He often got bored with her hobby… but this weekend he looks forward… hours of cooking shows on televisi… while he talks with her about her… He finally accepts that she is dyi…

Wally read something he thought good advice for those who lose the race. “Make friends of the

Sleet on the turnpike in the middle of the night but I keep driving, both hands on the wheel, nowhere to pull off,

What we are not who we are matters to the world. Who we are not what we are