Nine Pounds of Fluff

My sleepy ears noted the hum of the air conditioner as it kicked on at 1 am this morning.  I also detected the occasional whir of the refrigerator as it cycled on and off, keeping our milk and other perishables cool this sweaty August in the early morning hours. An hour earlier I padded to the couch looking for relief from the low back pain that the heating pad couldn’t erase.  As I contorted my body just-so, with my back propped up by the back of the couch and a pillow tucked right where my neck needs it, I heard … Continue reading Nine Pounds of Fluff

Bearing Up After Ike

It’s so difficult to put into words the devastation faced by those who are living out their lives in Hurricane Ike’s wake. So many families are in agony, waiting for some word on the homes they evacuated. Others are part of the four million dealing with life without electric power or drinkable water. They stand in lines for hours for one bag of ice. Suddenly, their lives are cut down to the quick: life becomes about survival. Surviving the floods. Surviving the sweltering heat. Surviving another meal of peanut butter on crackers and cold, canned soup. My family in Houston … Continue reading Bearing Up After Ike