One of my favorite pictures of my grandmother shows her sleeves rolled up and her hands covered in cookie dough. Making rum balls was one of her favorite Christmas traditions. A couple years before she died I made a date with her to make rum balls together. I learned why she loved these so dearly. … Continue reading The Sweet Side of Messy
When my grandfather died my mom and her siblings sat us cousins down and instructed us to write down one item we would like to have from our grandparents' house to remember them by. I didn't even have to think about it. I instantly scribbled “Copper Pot” and that is how it came to live … Continue reading The Memories We Hold
As a kid I was fascinated by anthills. I would hunker down by a busy one and watch the ants go marching one by one, hurrying with their load so they can deposit it only to turn around and do it all over again. I wondered what it would be like to be part of … Continue reading In Search of a Cure for “Busy”
Rev. Laura Johnson 