The Legacy in Mutti’s Hands
(Mutti- a German word for momma) “Hug me, Mutti.” I took my mother’s hand, draping her arm around my neck as I lay my head next to her on the bed. I have no idea how long I sat there. The alarm on my phone told me that it was time for the next dose…
So, What Kind of Spoon Are You?
Years ago, when my two girls and I were all a few years younger, I often went along to camp or on retreats as the cook. Cooking for a big crowd is always a challenge but, there was one winter retreat that proved particularly challenging because the kitchen for our camp was so ill-equipped. Lori,…