by Margaret Philbrick | Mar 27, 2019 | Growing Life
March 26th, 2020 Dear Mom, As I mentioned in my first letter, I’m truly sorry that I can’t come and visit you. They’ve locked family members out of your retirement facility and are only allowing outside paid caregivers to come in and be with you. Since this change...
by Margaret Philbrick | Feb 12, 2019 | Growing Life
Last weekend I fell on the ice twice. Who didn’t? Despite my trusty Bearpaw boots, the thick layer of fresh powder disguised the ice rink beneath. Slam…Ouch! Move all limbs, check for broken bones, breathe a sigh of relief. I’m walking, but currently find myself holed...
by Margaret Philbrick | Jan 11, 2019 | Growing Life
John Ortberg tells this story of playing a board game with his grandma and at the end of the game she waxes poetically about this truth, “It all goes back in the box.”* As our kids returned to their respective post- holiday lives, we sat amidst piles of...
by Margaret Philbrick | Oct 30, 2018 | Death, Dying, Loss
The commuter train traveled the usual route on schedule October 18th, until the young man with the devastating smile decided to step in front of it. The whirring of helicopters overhead usually tips us off that it’s happened again. Another person chose to end their...
by Margaret Philbrick | Sep 11, 2018 | Culture, Uncategorized
Last May a friend who recently moved from Texas stopped me after a school concert to ask, “Why is it so crazy where we live? When I lived in Texas it wasn’t like this.” She’s right. It is crazy in our neck of the woods so here are a few strategies to combat that...
by Margaret Philbrick | Jun 11, 2018 | Uncategorized
Summer should free us up to take deep breaths and engage in some silly fun that we might not have the bandwidth for during other times of the year. Our dancing daughter is definitely the diva of our family and this article explains how we gave her a sweet scented...
by Margaret Philbrick | May 8, 2018 | Culture
It’s easy to say with a cavalier pride in my own erudite literary interests that I have no time for and do not care about the Marvel Cinematic Universe. My typical quest continues to lead me in search of ether writing or reading the next great novel. Right now,...
by Margaret Philbrick | Apr 24, 2018 | Uncategorized
My dear friend Shelly Widman is launching her first book today! This is always a big event which is the result of years of work, a.k.a. burning the midnight oil to address edits you may not even agree with, but your publisher insists on, hours of praying for the right...
by Margaret Philbrick | Apr 10, 2018 | Uncategorized
Dear Luci, Happy National Poetry Month! When I heard you were being honored at Festival of Faith and Writing this past weekend and I was not going to be there, my heart lost a sad beat. The last time we spoke in person was back at Festival 2014, but your work sings to...
by Margaret Philbrick | Apr 3, 2018 | Uncategorized
In the Spirit of Easter joy here’s some thoughts on how to move beyond just cutting people off who we don’t see eye to eye with. I recently became aware of the writing of Dr. Brene Brown and her talk at the National Cathedral blessed me. If this post...
