Sunday miracles old and new

As many of you know I spent holidays and summers in the New Orleans area. When there, we would often go out “to the country” on Sundays which is where my Grandma and Grandpa were from. Small towns not on the map. I remember my Grandmother’s childhood home when it didn’t have running water, we …

The art of going to sleep

Is there anything better than falling asleep? You never hear insomniacs gushing about their condition. Think about that perfect last moment of awake-ness. Comfy and settled in bed, and just ready to let yourself go. Maybe that moment is on your favorite napping sofa on a rainy afternoon, on a patio swing during a wonderful …