Farewell to a good man

Neil Thom, former Publisher and General Manager of Yorkton This Week, died two days before Christmas of 2018. I’d expected the news, but it shocked me anyway. I knew Neil had cancer. At his funeral I learned that he’d dueled with the beast for over three years, endured surgery after …

Enter 2019 by pursuing peace

I entered the church, turned and found my old friend standing just a few feet from me. Until she smiled, I didn’t recognize her. But only one person smiles like that. We hugged, opened our mouths, and started in, just like old times in another church foyer. Back then, we almost …

A perfectly timed mistake

When I learned about a former parishioner’s death from a mutual friend, the Preacher and I didn’t question whether to attend her funeral. Of course we’d go. Dorothy’s family (name changed) regularly attended our last church. A few years earlier, the Preacher had officiated at her husband’s funeral. Both were …

The Preacher and I spoke at one of our former churches a while back. The platform seemed lower and wider, but the church had changed little in two decades. It took a long time to get to my seat—too many friends lined the aisles. And I would have missed Lisa …

Draw a sacred circle around yourself

Delores, Loretta, Nadine. Sheryl and Susan. A few others and myself. Our circle of friends has met for years. We connect online, too, but mostly we gather weekly. Same time, same place. We each bring our own lunch, everything from drive-through salad to slow-cooked soup and fresh-baked muffins. Or nothing …