One Sentence Stories
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One Sentence Story – Son and Sunrise
That morning when he woke us at 5:30 am, instead of sending him back to sleep “until the little hand is on the six,” I swept him up in the soft beige blanket…
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One Sentence Story – The Vigil
In body I attend class, kiss my children, type notes into my computer, prepare for the end of term, but in spirit I am sitting vigil with the already-grieving mother in the ICU,…
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One Sentence Story – The Good Day
You know your child has lived his day to the fullest when a full half hour before bedtime he climbs into your arms, still clutching the stuffed bear he caught at the day’s…
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One Sentence Story – The Smile
A squinty-eyed newborn smile is an addictive drug for a tired momma. You may want to watch this with the sound on mute.
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