I feel her with me –
whenever I think of her,
she’s here. I feel her
when I’m kind and doing
something nice
for someone else.
I don’t feel her as eyes
watching me. Or as a ghost.
I don’t feel her as a physical
being at all. But I feel
the essence of her.
And I think she’s helping
me understand more
about who we are, really.
Not limited beings trapped
in these bodies, you know?
– Karen Molenaar Terrell
Adventures of the Madcap Christian Scientist
Karen Molenaar Terrell
Adventures of the Madcap Christian Scientist 
Hey Karen, I just got home a little while ago and got to read the posts from yesterday and I think my favorite, “A New Christmas ” was from Sunday. Two more outstanding examples of how English can be beautiful when written by artists. Rick
Oh wow! Thank you so much, Rick, for your kind words and encouragement. I totally needed your kindness right now. You rock! ❤
This is your mom? A lovely tribute.
Thank you, Nancy!