I often say that I don’t know how people live without faith—without Jesus, or without hope. And I mean that because hope is central to nearly everything in my life. Society uses the word hope casually and often. I hope this works out. I hope things get better. But do we pause long enough to ask what we really mean? Is that hope, or is it simply wishful thinking dressed up in polite language?
I’m not a parent. It’s not that I did not want children, I just didn’t know I wanted kids until I was later in life and single. While I know women who were single and..
About ten years ago, my husband John and I planned to visit our son Tim, who had recently relocated to Florida. Part of that trip included a few days at Disney World..
In this new season of life—early into retirement with grown adult children fully into charting their careers and raising children, I’ve found myself reviewing my own..
Editor’s Note: As we say thank you to Rev. Gantt as he concludes his volunteer service on the United Church Homes’ Blog Team for the past five years, we felt like this..
For many of us United Church Homes’ blog readers, I suspect Juneteenth is a relatively strange word. It was only four years ago that then President Joe Biden signed..
It was a beautiful day in May 1973 and it was our wedding day--a second marriage for both of us and our entry into that new kind of family that was emerging, better..
Once I officially retired, I became more acutely aware of the many “experts” opining about this phase of life. What should I do? What shouldn’t I do? How do I organize..
I’ve never aged in a conventional way. I’m 41, and I find myself living a life that doesn’t quite fit the expected rhythms of age and stage. But honestly? I’m thankful..
When introducing myself I am often interrupted. I begin by saying, “I am the director of The Center for Abundant Aging and we seek to…”
