listening at funerals

Friday morning Rebekah and I drove over to Chapel Hill to attend a funeral service for the mother of a church friend. The mass was held in the beautifully designed sanctuary at the Catholic Community of St. Thomas More. The front… Read More ›

57, going on 114

Every once in a while, I surprise myself. Mostly, it’s a good surprise, like getting in touch with a gift I never knew that I had, or pulling off something especially challenging. Then, once in a while, it’s more of… Read More ›