Hope Planted

Aug 27, 2015 by

My mother is a gardener. She grows dreams from tiny seeds. Plants hope in small furrows of soil as black as coffee grounds. Each time she drops one into the […]


I could not distinguish the pattern of dots. Again and again, I ran my finger across them. Frustration boiled up inside of me, and I wanted to slam the braille […]


Sometimes, even right before it really begins, you’ve got a feeling how the week’s going to go. I look in the mirror early on a Tuesday morning, the bedhead looking […]


“I miss Daddy. I wish he was here.” My 11-year-old daughter, LG, says this a few times a day. Sometimes more, sometimes less. “Me, too.” I say, and we hug […]


If you want to keep me, treat me like a child before bedtime. Invite me to your story time or to hear your poetry read aloud. Sit up in a […]


Plunk! The ball landed with a muted thud and nestled into its resting spot. This was the one place I hoped it wouldn’t land: in my bowl of ground flaxseed. […]

God gives good gifts. // melissa michaels // incourage.me

My family has moved quite a bit. But whether we’ve moved a few minutes away or a few hours away, it’s never been an easy process. Selling a home, finding a suitable […]


My Gran, she’s taking slow walks outside the hospital now. Her heart’s growing stronger, beating certain. I wash down the cupboards in the kitchen. I pray for Gran’s heart attack recovery, […]