Reading To Mom From “The Blue Book”

 by Kevin Burton    We called it the Blue Book, and it was/is a gift from God, via Grand Rapids.    There was a season, still very fresh in memory, when my mother, having slowly lost most of her abilities, was bedridden, periodically quite discouraged, badly in need of comfort.    Toward the end of …

Words To Live By, Words To Die By, Words

by Kevin Burton    I bury my mother today. Can you imagine such a thing?    Life is a coin flip, with love on one side and pain on the other. Pain, in some measure, is the residue of love.    Live. Love. Toss the coin. Do it.    “There’s a sad day coming, and …