The other day, I got my first pair of reading glasses. All of a sudden, reading, computers, knitting–even the fine print at the store–is SO
Note: This post was written in 2017, but it’s always a good reminder for me. Hopefully, it will help someone else. People look beautiful and
In 2017, I participated in the local community garden for the first time. A new growing season is always a hopeful time for me. No
Ferris Wheel In Progress. Dresden, Germany. © Laurel Decher, 2016. Writing Gratitude Countdown This is the sixth post in my Writing Gratitude Countdown. As we
This is the fifth post in my Writing Gratitude Countdown. (Find all the posts: 1. The Gift of Attention , 2. The Gift of Permission,
Who helps you see your work clearly? © Laurel Decher, 2016. This is the fourth post in my Writing Gratitude Countdown. It’s a series about
This is the second post in my Writing Gratitude Countdown. It’s my way of re-discovering the richness of the creative life. (Find all the posts:
Pothole in the road full of cherry blossom petals. © Laurel Decher, 2016. I keep realizing how many people have generously encouraged my writing. It’s
St. Stephan’s church in Mainz, Germany has stunning stained glass windows. The church burned on February 27, 1945 and Marc Chagall designed most of the current windows in the late 1970’s.
The windows show love stories of all kinds: Colorful people and angels float in a sea of blue glass. In light of the Holocaust, I was especially touched by the window of Abraham pleading with three angels to spare Sodom and Gomorrah.