Stories: Homeword Archive 2007

A Tree of Special Memories

Our beautiful Frazier Fir wilted in the passing of Christmas. My youngest daughter Mary kept the water level high at the base of its trunk and never waned at her task. But all her faithful efforts could not abate the reality that its days were numbered.

Jenny Takes The Floor

My date’s corsage matches her dress. It is our first time to go to a dance together, and although we have spent time together before, both of us are a little nervous. We eat dinner at a local eatery that becomes my date’s favorite restaurant whenever she is asked by family and friends.

Together We're Better

For years, my small family has worked hard to share our evening meals together. On occasion a child would be visiting a friend or attending a school function. Some evenings Kathy or I would work late, but overall we have been successful – until this year.

It's A Table - No, It's Friendship

My friend’s workshop is nothing to look at from the street. It is located in the older section of town. Empty furniture plants and old homes that appear weathered and tired line the nearby streets. Part of the shop looks like it would collapse if the wind blew hard enough.

A Great Day For A Mow

I stretch beneath the covers, my arms rising in the air. Sitting up in bed, I squint as the sun strikes across my face. The extra Saturday morning sleep has me energized. I smile and think, “It’s a great day for a mow.”

It Takes Us All!

Jenny will be a senior next year. She has just found out that she has achieved one of her high school goals – she was named a Junior Marshall. She has also been selected as a participant this summer at Governor’s School.

Master Architect Builds Home

Our new home is empty. There is not a single piece of furniture and the cupboards are bare. We purchased the house just a ew days earlier. After a long search we finally found the place that was right for us.

Turn On A Night Light

My daughter Mary likes to sleep with a light on. Some nights we leave on the hall light that is just outside her bedroom door. Most nights it is her stereo illuminating her room. Even when it is not playing, it gives off a soft light in the darkness – a glow that changes colors – red, blue and green. But when she needs it, there is a nightlight close by.

Spread Too Thin?

I like going to the neighborhood diner for breakfast. The old diner sits on Main Street near the train tracks tucked in between a few old, abandoned furniture factories. Its local appeal has weathered some tough times, but the diner still draws a crowd.

Challenges Are Certain

We sit as a family in the pew that has become comfortable to us. Hymn singing, intercessory prayer, and the offering has passed. During the silence before the special music, just before the sermon, I scan the morning crowd.

Key To Aging Is Playing The Game Smarter

I have loved the game of basketball since I was a boy. I learned the game by spending hours shooting hoops on a dirt court in my parents’ backyard.

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