Living into the sacred space of God's everyday grace
I went to visit Mary Shelley on my lunch hour. She and her brothers Stephen King and R.L. Stine were hiding under their cot in the back of the pen at the Humane Society. I should’ve taken the first clue after learning they’d been named after horror writers. I was led into a small room… Continue reading Whatshisname
If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went." ~ Will Rogers I’m always interested in learning how people arrive at a name for their dog. Maybe because in college, I had a dog named Oliver and a cat named Cherry Pie. Long story. As most… Continue reading My Girl
