By Dave Markwell “Joy is the fruit of well-lived grief.” – Anonymous sweet, old farmer lady I love words that say it right or say…
By Dave Markwell Sometimes in life we must burn the boats. History has taught us this lesson, sometimes with mixed results. However, I’ve learned that…
By Dave Markwell While wasting some amount of my life’s time scrolling through FB the other evening, I saw a post that stopped me in…
“You don’t have to be everyone’s cup of tea. Be a laxative. Move people. Cleanse them.” -Unknown Stumbling across these words a few days ago,…
By Dave Markwell “Thanks for being patient with him. He carried a lot of baggage and some of it was heavy, but hard to let…
By Dave Markwell Last weekend, I saw some friends. I said goodbye-for-now to a couple of them as they head south for the winter. This…
On a rainy Sunday morning, I took a short drive to the market. I was out of eggs and I needed a few for my…
By Dave Markwell I stumbled across these questions while reading an article written by a “death doula”. These are questions she asks folks facing their…
Cancer Survivors Month is a time to honor survivors who’ve fought to overcome this disease. It is also a reminder of how urgently we must…
By Dave Markwell Sitting in my black chair on another cold, drizzly Friday night, I see the usual stop lights and wet streets and brake…
FEEL GOOD FRIDAY: No rocks.
By Dave Markwell “Yes.” It was the only right answer to my daughter’s question on Halloween day about whether or not I’d like to watch…