The Joys of Motherhood
By Ruth Martin, October 17, 2014 — 3The joy of motherhood began with the birth of my first child, a daughter who is now thirty-three years old. She was the most beautiful baby I had ever seen. After eighteen hours … Continued
By Ruth Martin, October 17, 2014 — 3The joy of motherhood began with the birth of my first child, a daughter who is now thirty-three years old. She was the most beautiful baby I had ever seen. After eighteen hours … Continued
By Eleane, January 14, 2015 One of the best days of my life so far was the day I was finally evacuated from the war-torn Congo (DRC). It was like one of those hairy scenes from a movie that lasted … Continued
By Lori J. Taylor, M.D.V., October 20, 2014 Jazz great John Coltrane once profoundly shared, “No matter what–it is with God. He is gracious and merciful. His way is through love, in which we all share. It is truly a … Continued
By Elanie, October 28, 2014 This past weekend, I had to drive down south for a funeral; and as is the custom in my extended family, we usually drive intergenerational. So during the ride, we exchange ideas, and the elders … Continued
By Robert Mays, January 14, 2015 When I was in high school during the football season, I had a crush on the girl who lived next door who was a classmate of mine at school. So one day, I decided … Continued
By Beverly Roitman, October 13, 2016 — My mother was five years old, and had a brother 18 months younger, when they fled the pogroms in Russia in 1905 in a tiny wagon. At the time, my grandmother Mary was … Continued
By Augusta Bloom, October 13, 2016 As the year progresses, we move through the seasons. A favorite season for me – the Fall – is now upon us. The other day, I was walking toward home along Chicago Avenue, admiring … Continued
By Harvey “Skipper” Whitfield, March 19, 2015 Today, prior to the writing group starting to write about their topics for today’s group, I and a fellow participant started to talk about our experiences visiting different countries to give lectures. I … Continued
By Barbara Sittler, January 15, 2015 We met at a busy coffee shop, it was noisy and busy, he spilt his coffee down his pants, over our papers – just spared the phone – and we had lots to accomplish. … Continued