friendship
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my sathi
“Hi Sathi” . . . that’s how Melinda’s emails begin. Sathi–it’s Nepali (and Hindi and Urdu and Sanskrit) for “friend.” As far as friends go, we were quite different to start with: I was older, she younger; I’m short, she’s tall; I had adolescent children; she had a two little boys, one still in diapers. Read more
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a friend’s reassurance
I lift up my eyes to the hills—where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth. Psalm 121: 1, 2 Guy #1 is in one of life’s harsh predicaments. Feeling desperate, he’s waiting for God to fix things. Thus begins Psalm 121. But Guy #1 Read more
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courage from friendship
Wrinkles has the knack of claiming the most expensive rug at home as her own. When I had the vintage Afghan rolled out, she was quick to give up her thick-piled Tibetan for the thinner yet warmer red spread. Yesterday I rolled out the silk and lamb’s wool rug that I bought to resell and Read more
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beautiful Ulrichs
Today is Jez’s birthday. I’m his mother yet I got so busy that I didn’t wish him till noon today. Feel terrible. But I bet Mauri and Estelle remembered Jez’ birthday at least 10 days’ ago. They never forget. Friends and families may move and change addresses, but a birthday card from Mauri and Estelle Read more
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hope, the great motivator (collegiate quarterly, 2002)
Imagine that you’ve just walked seven miles of rocky terrain. It’s been a long, tedious journey and you’re glad to be home—a cool shower, a home-cooked meal and a soft bed await you. But before you can kick off your dusty shoes, you discover that you have to hike back the seven miles! How would Read more
SAYS FYL 