Category: Carolee Nelson-Hall

Nothing fills my heart more with overarching hope than a three-legged dog. I kinda want to know the dog’s story of tragedy/rescue, yet I prefer it to be an anonymous story, like the billions of personal stories of tragedy/rescue we never get to hear. These hidden stories are everywhere, I am sure. Sometimes these stories…

The other day I realized that the activity of doing the laundry has an almost spiritual component for me. As I puzzled over this troubling thought, I traced its root. Ah yes, a saying from my mother: “No matter how sick or tired you are, you can always wash a load of clothes.” Myself, being…