As the colored lights twinkled on the tree, the gifts were exchanged with Grandpa’s perfect scripted “Santa” on the labels to each of his seven children and their spouses and their children. Each of us cousins sat in our Christmas best, holiday dressed, lined up on the davenport with a pile of unopened presents inContinueContinue reading “Advent Day 4: Ghosts of Christmases Past”
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Advent Day 3: Find Bright
I’ve been writing these advent posts knowing my mom will be in treatments for a cancer that is near impossible to cure and a hard one to fight throughout this advent season. There is a child who cries loudly across the hall from my mom’s room where she waits for her next dose and theContinueContinue reading “Advent Day 3: Find Bright”
Advent Day 2: The Advocate
We recently got a new puppy, Isabelle (Izzy for short), a schnauzer/westie mix that weighs just over six pounds right now, a white, wiry haired, wriggling little girl who is the size of a cat with the tendencies of a canine. When I open the utility room door in the morning, she cannons outContinueContinue reading “Advent Day 2: The Advocate”
Advent Day 1: God With Us
Today begins the first of a series of advent posts that consider the coming of Emmanuel, God with us, and what that means to those of us who came over 2,000 years after the Son of God was born in Bethlehem. In one of my favorite Hollywood prayers, Ricky Bobby begins his family meal, “DearContinueContinue reading “Advent Day 1: God With Us”
Facing the Waves
Thursday we learned about my mom’s treatment options. Saturday I attended a funeral for a former colleague. Then another gun violence story in my news feed. Then another friend’s friend’s diagnosis. Then France. One time at the ocean I wanted to get beyond the breaking waves to where the water rolls, deep and even. The waves swelled andContinueContinue reading “Facing the Waves”
Damaged Goods
Let’s talk about sex. Ba-by. My Kindle essay, “The Valley of Achor,” is about obsession, infatuation, and love. It is about sex and faith and God and mercy and redemption. I have thought so much about these things ever since I prayed at 18 that whatever was causing my period to be two weeks late wouldContinueContinue reading “Damaged Goods”
Sarah Marie Wells 