Good Friday – Ellen Kolb

Shoulder season

I’m looking out a window with a view of the tallest mountains in my state. A few days ago, more than two feet of snow fell in this area. Today, you’d never know it. Yesterday brought 50-degree weather, with more of the same expected today. As a result, the mountain is not so much snow-cappedContinue reading “Shoulder season”

Grief and Gratitude on Good Friday

Great griefs are like great joys: they bend time. My sister died twenty years ago. Sometimes it seems so long ago that mercifully, I can barely remember the details. Other times, those details rush back at me so sharply I have to steel myself for impact. Suicide does that. I can smile now at theContinue reading “Grief and Gratitude on Good Friday”