mentoring digital wordsmiths
Oh how I’d hoped to give you a hug this side of Heaven.
But you touched my life from afar. Just like you did the lives of so many others.
From that very first letter you wrote to me when I was a tween girl hoping to find your program on a local radio station… You sent me cassette tapes of your radio program “A Time for Sharing” which I’d always enjoyed at my grandma’s house. I’ll never forget your voice telling the story of Mrs. McGuffy and the way she kept her chicks safe under her wings.
Dear JenJen, I still remember sitting there beside your mom, in a back pew of the church. She was wearing…
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Dear Grama, It was from you I inherited my love of the written word. Some of my earliest memories of…
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Dear Papa, I knew something was wrong that morning. I woke up at your house and you weren’t sitting there…
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Dear Grandpa, There are two smells that are forever intertwined with my memories of you: fiberglass and butterscotch. You never…
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Dear Grandma, Every spring a few weeks before your birthday, your wooded lawn starts filling with little blossoms we’ve always…
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Dear Ruth Ann, You are my eldest, my artist, the one who keeps me on task but forgets to stay…
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Dear Mary Kate, There’s no way to put into words the giggle in your voice, the lilt in the way…
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Dear Ruth, You visit an imaginary world each night in your dreams. One where Aslan is both King and Friend,…
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Dear Father, You know this weekend is the one our calendars call Mother’s Day. And you know the mixed emotions…
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Dear Son, You’re two years old and getting so big as you remind us so often. Everything is big to…
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Dear Son, When I found out I was expecting you, I secretly hoped you would be a boy. Your daddy…
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