We’re smack dab in the middle of Holy Week, the time between Palm Sunday and Easter Sunday.
It’s a bittersweet week in the Christian faith tradition, moving from the euphoria of Jesus’ triumphal entry into Jerusalem to the solemn Last Supper, the agony of Jesus’ crucifixion, and ultimately the joy of his resurrection.
Even away from her career as a pediatrician, Anne Stevenson is using her skills to help kids.
After taking a leave of absence from her practice to stay home with her own children, Stevenson became involved as a grant writer with Court Appointed Special Advocates — a group of trained volunteers who act on behalf of children caught up in the justice system because of family matters.
By the time this column is read, my niece, McKenzie, will be Mrs. Loyd. I had forgotten in a short two-year span how the wedding-planning game works. I must say it still is the same. I have tried to be a help to my sister in the planning and dragging of wedding materials.
McKenzie is the quiet storm of the four grandchildren in our family. She is the one you never know what she is thinking unless you ask. So when she announced she had met the man of her dreams, we were shocked and happy. Then the icing was put on the cake when he asked her to be his bride.
City of birth: Deckerville, Mich.
City of residence: Elizabethtown.
Favorite music: Gospel.
Favorite TV shows: Court and “judge” shows, such as “The People’s Court,” which features judge Marilyn Milian, but not “Judge Judy.”
Favorite movies: “300.”
Favorite books: Historical romances.
Are you living life? Are you living to work? Or are you thriving every day?
Interesting questions. A couple of weeks ago, I was honored to speak to a group of cancer survivors. The group was a mixture of men and women, young and old, wealthy and poor. Cancer is not prejudice it strikes anywhere.
I admit it. I’m one of those tree huggers who recycles. You know, the ones who chirp they reuse junk mail envelopes to write their grocery lists on so they can tuck their coupons inside.
Well, I don’t exactly do that, but I often feel I’m on a mission to keep things out of the landfill.
Take office paper, for instance. If one side has printing on it, there are 93.5 perfectly good square inches of space on the other side that can be used for handouts, schedules, lists of classes and the like.